Tag Archives: Gracie

Photosynthesizing

I told my spiritual director about my compulsion to be outside, my recent episode of anxiety, and Heidi’s horticultural house call. “I felt like I was doing so much better. People have even commented that I’m more relaxed than I … Continue reading

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In God I Play

While Fred installed the new radiator, I set out on Gracie to do my first century ride in ten years. The hundred-kilometer route I chose was accessible by public transit which allowed me to get home on my own if … Continue reading

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She Who Hesitates

I was ten kilometres into my ride on a sunny January day, when I got a flat tire. I searched my bike’s panniers, but the levers weren’t there. Without them, it would be impossible to fix the flat. I hate … Continue reading

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