Random Daily Thoughts

Sharing things I've experienced and learned, to help others, and to entertain.

Freedom…On Wheels

 So today I went for a 6 mile bike ride; to the library and back.  I went to return some books.  I could have driven, but I wanted to take my first real ride on my “new” old bike.  I am just starting to ride my bike again after many years.  This bike was given to me by my husband 24 years ago, the first bike ever that I could call my own.  It was a mountain bike, because he thought it would be fun to ride in the woods.  It was, though challenging at times.  I did happen to hit a huge bump and fly over the handle bars landing on the ground and getting all cut up on my first ride out.  Don’t worry, I got up, dusted off, got back on the bike, and rode home proudly with a story to tell!

  Anyway,  a friend of mine suggested I sign up for a 25 mile bike tour coming up in two months.  I liked the idea and signed up that night.  Yes, I get impulsive at times, but this sounded like a fun challenge.  I am very goal oriented and this was just what I needed to get into shape and to be active.  I had my dusty old bike tuned up,  had the tires replaced with thin street tires, got new handles on the handle bars, a new bag for under my seat, and a side view mirror.  I highly recommend getting one of those BTW.  It is indispensible if you ride on the streets.  I now have this new hobby just in time for spring, allowing for me to ride outside.  

  While riding I felt free,  exhilarated, happy, and I knew I was getting great exercise.    This activity can be done alone or with friends.  You can meander along or bike with a purpose,  bike for fun or to get in shape and keep your heart healthy.  It’s a win-win.  Freedom on wheels…hop on, don your helmet, and  go.  You just might like it.  

Flotsam and Jetsam


Flotsam and Jetsam, adrift in the bay

Often for boaters, it gets in the way

Also for fish that swim, ducks that float,

and children that splash and play

Reduce, reuse, and recycle

That’s what we must do

Clean it at once

Not just me, but you too

Then we can float adrift

In our beautiful bay


Photo by Martyn Gorman courtesy of CC

Anchors Away…


Today was our  maiden voyage on Knota Yachta for this year.  The skies were sunny, the wind was blowing, and moods were light.  All things were aligned for Knota Yachta to be unmoored.  So we boarded her, unmoored her, and motored on our way.

I love this first outing of the season.  It makes me feel hopeful; I know summer is just a few yards away and we are almost at that finish line.  Soon we can unmoor the boat more often, drive away, let go of our worries and cares temporarily, releasing them into the wind.  The sun will warm our faces, water splash up from time to time, and laughter will be shared with good friends and family.  Those boat rides make me feel young, free, and happy.  There is nothing like being outside, on the boat,  enjoying the fresh air and the open water.

Being unmoored, great way to start the summer season!



When words get twisted

Nothing comes out right

No one wins, it’s just another long fight

He says, she says

She tries to convey, he rationalizes away

The anger begins, feelings get hurt

Hearts break, tears well up

Like the aftermath of a real twister

Disaster is all that is left…


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These Are My Feelings… Exposed


Raw, piercing, heartbreak

Cold, shivering, sadness

Mind numbing exhaustion

Hope, then disbelief

These are my feelings….exposed

Photo by Nils Werner CC License


Spring Exposed


tulipsFlowers are trying to bloom

Colors just starting to be exposed

After Mother Nature’s long delay

Spring may really be on its way

Rain, rain, rain

That’s all we’ve had

Now I think  what lies ahead

Won’t really won’t be so bad.

Better, So Elusive

Bettersad woman

I keep thinking things will get better 

Yet they  never really do

For a few days, yes

Then I’m crying in the dark, again

Why can’t better stay? 

My heart keeps getting broken

I’m getting too tired to pick up the pieces

How many times can a glass be smashed

And put back together?

Better, sounds nice

Yet so elusive 

Meant just for others, not for me

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All of Us a Ball of Yarn


Aren’t we all just a ball of yarn?

Some of us colorful, some of us not

Some of us wavy, others pin straight

Wound up tight, or maybe a skein

Some become a masterpiece

Others are works in progress

All have potential

We just need the right handler to guide us

Knit one, pearl 2, that’s what they’ll do

Treating us with care, gentle hands and T.L.C. 

From a ball of yarn

To what we are destined to be


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Universal Comfort



What blanket means to me

Security, warmth, safety, joy

Had one since I was little

Always will

Never to be without

Who doesn’t have one

Should get one

It soothes all worries away

Makes everything better, temporarily at least

Pink, yellow, blue, striped, polka-dot

Blankie, woobie, snuggie, cozie

Whatever the name, result is the same

Blanket, best medicine around

Photo by Mike Bash courtesy of CC License


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