Sunday, June 14, 2015

Sunday Musings


I awoke at the unholy hour of 6 am, on a Sunday no less. Since the afternoons have been blistering riding early was the name of the game. This morning was deceptively cool, no hint of the temperature cruelty to follow. I decided to join the inmates at our local watering hole for breakfast. The topic on everyone’s lips will undoubtedly be the weather.

I eased the metal steed onto the dirt road as the sun was peeping over the horizon. The well worn rubber kicked up small clouds of dust around the first curve but on approaching the second curve it was feather the clutch, lean back in the seat, give it the gas, and force the 467 pounds of uncooperative steel through the shifting sand. Then I could cruise to the end of the lane without the drama. It was a lovely morn. There was a light fog gently drifting on the neighbor’s cow field. A few clouds teased from high. “No rain for you,” they seem to taunt. “Tease”, I mumbled back through my helmet. But I could smell the damp. Rain would be God’s special blessing right now.

After I was happily sated by eggs, bacon, whole wheat toast and grits, it was back in the saddle. Time to head home before they’ll be frying the eggs on the sidewalk. It was a satisfying way to start the day.

What can I say. Life is good.

"This is the day that the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it."
Psalm 118:24 NKJV


8 comments:

  1. What a beautiful description. I love nature and looking at what God has blessed us with!

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  2. Beautifully penned.
    Ride safely.
    Enjoy.

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  3. What a wonderful piece of writing. I don't mind not being able to ride a bike; but I wish I could write like that.

    God bless.

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  4. How many books have you written, and where can I get copies? You have a wonderful treasure of words my friend. Sounded like that early ride was just what you needed. Hope the new week brings happiness. and rain!

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  5. Thanks for the smiles, Sparky. Have a lovely Monday. Blessings

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  6. Who knew tales of riding could wax poetic!
    Definite give away you are in the south when you mention grits! Yummy !!
    Monday Blessings!

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  7. Beautifully written! God bless your week. xo

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  8. You captured the essence of the morning with perfection Sweetie.

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