Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
To which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends he will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.
A Prayer In The Spring - Robert Frost
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
To which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends he will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Things I learned today...
The title of this post seems intriguing and might even hint that some form of higher reasoning has been attained. Unfortunately, this is not the case. The one and only thing I learned today (at least useful thing) was that one should ALWAYS carry a small tool kit when cycling.
Why would I recommend such an action? Let me tell you a little story. But before I proceed I should inform you that I have cycling shoes that clip into special pedals on my bike, This will make sense in a few sentences.
It all started in Cedarburg, when Joe (my roommate) and I went for a bike ride. We went north on the trail toward Port Washington. We were going at a great pace of a 17 MPH average when I hear something fall from my bike (or so I think). About 10 seconds later my left foot, still attached to the pedal, feels loose. Indeed it was loose and in fact COMPLETELY OFF OF MY BIKE! While the pedal, and the arm the pedal is attached to, was still attached to the bottom of my foot it was no longer connected to my bike.
So, this is where Joe and I went in search of a hardware store. We found a nearby citizen of Port Washington and asked, "Where is the nearest hardware store?" The reply was, "I think it is that way (the direction of a large hill), near a gas station." As you may have guessed the nearby citizen was a female.
So up the hill we went. Joe carried my pedal while I attempted to ride with one leg up this long hill. We went about a mile or so and then asked a young gent who told us we were but 6 blocks away. Halfway there we saw an auto shop and stopped to see if we could borrow the appropriate tools.
Minutes later we were back on our way with our time ruined our average MPH dismally low (from the slow one legged ride up the hill) and with a new life lesson.
Always bring tools.
Why would I recommend such an action? Let me tell you a little story. But before I proceed I should inform you that I have cycling shoes that clip into special pedals on my bike, This will make sense in a few sentences.
It all started in Cedarburg, when Joe (my roommate) and I went for a bike ride. We went north on the trail toward Port Washington. We were going at a great pace of a 17 MPH average when I hear something fall from my bike (or so I think). About 10 seconds later my left foot, still attached to the pedal, feels loose. Indeed it was loose and in fact COMPLETELY OFF OF MY BIKE! While the pedal, and the arm the pedal is attached to, was still attached to the bottom of my foot it was no longer connected to my bike.
So, this is where Joe and I went in search of a hardware store. We found a nearby citizen of Port Washington and asked, "Where is the nearest hardware store?" The reply was, "I think it is that way (the direction of a large hill), near a gas station." As you may have guessed the nearby citizen was a female.
So up the hill we went. Joe carried my pedal while I attempted to ride with one leg up this long hill. We went about a mile or so and then asked a young gent who told us we were but 6 blocks away. Halfway there we saw an auto shop and stopped to see if we could borrow the appropriate tools.
Minutes later we were back on our way with our time ruined our average MPH dismally low (from the slow one legged ride up the hill) and with a new life lesson.
Always bring tools.
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