Thursday, August 25, 2016

On a Mission - Week 50 - and all thy borders of pleasant stones

"How can I leave this?" I woke this morning asking.

And the Good Book opened and answered:

"O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted! Behold, I will lay thy stones with fair colors, and lay thy foundations with sapphires.

And I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones.

And all thy children shall be taught of the Lord; and great shall be the peace of thy children.
In righteousness shalt thou be established; thou shalt be far from oppression for thou shalt not fear, and from terror for it shall not come near thee."

"Okay," I said. "I'll let go.

It's true.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

On a Mission - Week 48 - the bike path version of the world

Farmers Market Ogden

This man of mine really knows how to sell me on a new place. He knows I like the bike path version of the world -- puts me on two wheels and runs me along a river,
Ogden Botanical Gardens - USU Extension

through a botanical garden, past tidy temple grounds

Ogden Utah Temple

to a street market full of people to talk to: fresh-faced girls selling peaches, quiet cowboys with freezers full of range-grazed beef, bearded bakers, Mennonite beekeepers, Vietnamese greens growers, leather-faced potters and tattooed leather workers and even an expatriate Afrikaans collector of local ghost stories hawking her books - she and her husband now live above the corner bookstore right behind us.

A Latino father and sons with a 2-acre farm out by the lake fish out their best watermelon for us -- guaranteed delicious or our money back -- they knew they were safe. By the time we sit on a shady curb for lunch, I'm sold. Tow-headed kindergartners goggle at our funny folding bikes. An Island woman confers with us over the trail map and leaves her bike under our watch while she goes in search of water.

Ogden Union Station

We eat tuna fish sandwiches and cherries (packed from Fritz' apartment) outside the grand Union Station (now a museum and grill but lots of great old engines and cars collected in the covered yard).  Looks like this place will have all the ingredients I need to be happy -- all that plus cheerful old men in wide-brimmed hats pedaling along the path, urban kayakers putting in, families of rubber rafters splashing out, bold half-grown boys coming over to chat, Mexican grandmas sitting on the rocks hugging their arms while their grandsons try to catch the big one and then when the paved trail ends we get to ATV it to the river's edge where boys & rocks & bodies of water do their usual thing.

Weber River Parkway - Ogden River Parkway

Since it looks like we will have to find ourselves a house here, I'm glad it looks like we're going to be able to find ourselves a home.

all the usual consequences
you would expect
from mountain biking over scrub
in road slicks
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