light, sound, touch

The interplay of light, sound, and touch are critical to every aspect of our lives.

Riding Samoa home last night, every little flicker of light on the path was welcome. My eyes darted every which way for the first 10 minutes after leaveing poor richard's. Slowly, as as I came back onto sections of the trail that i recognized, the tension started to ease and I basked in the cool night air gliding past my face.

In a book I've been reading about green houses (not green garden houses, houses with green construction methods) the author talks about what the human body needs to live. One of those needs is light. Not just a lamp or a chandelier that hangs in the dining room, but natural light. I think that when most humans are depressed they stay in dark places.

Not outside where there is a breeze blowing past you as you stare at the night sky, but a place with no air movement or sound .

Sound

the cracking of spokes as they settle in on a new bicycle wheel or the creak of a crank that will almost fall off when I get home from the ride to poor richard's.

the rush of gravel against smooth tires calms the soul...

The creak of the cranks make my heart race as I think of walking home 5 miles in the dark in my bike shoes.

The woosh, crunch, crunch of the tires against the gravel and sand makes takes all the cares of my soul away and lets me flow down the path without a care in the world.

Now if it would just stop raining I could go again tonight... A screw it I'm going tonight anyway

Samoa waits quietly in the garage for the ride downtown tonight.