King of the Manure Heap
King of the manure heap
Queen that climbs
Princesses that tussle and spin
Woman who rides
King of the manure heap
Queen that climbs
Princesses that tussle and spin
Woman who rides
Jagged edge
Cut like a knife
glint of silver
bouncing light
I’m wondering what December is about, if it has to be about something, which I think it does, as I’m feeling groggy-headed and unbalanced. Like someone stumbling out of a cave into too bright sunlight.
It was very cool on Thanksgiving when I rode my fat bike along the Mississippi River. I stood for awhile just listening to the ice flow by, with its mysterious crunching and whooshing noise.
I am beginning to think that I would have been better off getting studded tires for my Neko than getting a fat tire bike for riding on snow. My biking so far this winter has been mainly on ice.
Of course I had to try it
Deep snow over ice
Not the best first time out
Still…