Part 2
I had lunch with an old friend yesterday. We talked how we do about this and that, people and miles, races and writing, images and books to come, you know the stuff we do. It occurred to me that he is going more gently into what’s coming than am I and that seems a good thing. For him. For me, it’s not where I come from in the way back when and having given so much time to wrong turns and bad choices there is no gentle going for me, only the steady beat of getting down the road with whatever there is to do today. Roll on you rollin’ river…someone with rhythm said that.

Photograph by  Michael Lebowitz ©2012