Tag Archives: Impressions

When Is Being Seated Not Sitting?

As a photographer, I tend to see the world as an interesting and ever-changing collection of “interesting shots.” These shots do not include selfies. For while selfies can loosely be defined as photos, they do not reflect the photographer’s eye … Continue reading

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All The World’s A Stage

All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts… William Shakespeare In 1600, when William Shakespeare is believed to have … Continue reading

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Race Against The Clouds

  It’s mid-summer and a gelatinous atmosphere blocks my progress as I wheel my bike out to the street. Looking upward, a clear sky greets me, marred only by a smattering of puffy white wisps of cotton. Through torrid heat, … Continue reading

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Sounds of Cycling

  Cycling occurs in a world full of sound. From the moment of take-off to the moment of coming to rest, a non-stop chorus sings in time with the motion. Clipping in makes a loud clack on each side of … Continue reading

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Riding Into the Void

Beyond the city, a long winding road awaits. Devoid of cars, the lazy path rolls out in a solid lane of smoothness. Relaxing, a rhythm begins to build. Riding a bike in a desolate place brings a sense of peace … Continue reading

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Car Heat

Relegated to the postage stamp sized alley on the far right-hand side of the road, I balance between whizzing vehicles and swinging car doors. Movement intensifies the breeze blowing in my face. Each breath exhales excess wind swallowed while breathing … Continue reading

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The Icy Tears of Winter Cycling

Welling eyes involuntarily yield droplets of semi-frozen liquid, cascading down bare cheeks, descending rapidly in a semicircle before dropping into the wind. The flowing wetness brings forth lost emotion as tears of hardship, tears of trial and tribulation, tears of … Continue reading

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