Smoky Mountain Recumbent Rally

This week, riding trikes through the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee inspired and delighted me. Perhaps it was the way shafts of sunlight shifted through the trees, or how mist rose from the mountains producing that smoky haze that gave the mountains their name.

Or maybe it was the ride itself.

In Cades Cove, it dawned on me that what I was breathing – fresher air, and seeing – lavender mountains, bear, and wild turkey, were not unique to my experience or anyone else's on the ride that day.

I felt cool breezes brush my face carrying the scents of clover, grass, and wood. Leaves and twigs crunched that made me turn to see what was there. Melodic birds flew and sang. Birds I do not know.

Perhaps the first humans on those mountains experienced the same smells, sights, and sounds as I. The thought still brings a smile to my face, as tiny feet dance up my spine.

Next week, a ventriloquist vlog. Be sure you watch.

Make it a good week,

Judy

Good Book(s)

Anybody else out there need a break from stress? Three things that work for me. Read a good book, take a trike ride, and play with mini schnauzers. Because stress can get messy. Like peanuts in a blender.

Hey, even pleasure can stress us out. How many of you ever needed a vacation from a vacation? Pleasant things in excess, can tie knots in our nervous system too. That's where good books come in.

I have a passion to write, and read good books. After writing a nonfiction, two short story fictions, and one of the stories in Chicken Soup for the Soul, Hope and Miracles, I took a deep breath, like a runner at the finish line. And decided not to stop. I'm writing not one, but two mystery novels at the same time. Life is busy. Yours is too, I'll bet.

   transports like a good book

 We love our trikes. I used to think trikes are for “old” people. Not anymore. There's a whole world out there to explore and riding trikes is a relaxing way to subdue stress. The smell of nature, especially in spring with flowers, and the soil shifting under new growth. It's like a scene from a good book, transporting us into a new world where anything is possible.

Better than a good book, is that we will become new parents to two mini schnauzers, February fifth. Two boys, Max and Cooper. Ken has already ordered the trike cart that will carry our little guys

Good Book(s)