corn is as high as a cyclist's helmet

Wednesday, July 12, 2023

Can you imagine your “now” without its past?

I’ve been out riding my wonderful re-styled bicycle!
Fun and exercise together.

Because I’m only now beginning 
This outside season of biking,
I’m seeing route surroundings in a
Different stage of growth.

Flowers that bloom early are long gone.
I missed tiny emerging corn shoots.
I’m starting out with nearly full-grown cornstalks.

That song from “Oklahoma”—
“The corn is as high as an elephant’s eye,”
Well, I’m riding past corn 
As high as a cyclist’s helmet!
Already.

Mid-summer flowers are blooming beside trails.
Lovely.
It’s a sudden full-blown view of route vegetation.
New way of viewing.

Makes me wonder how I would
View my daily experiences,
If I look at them as they are today,
Without a dulling “lead-up” of getting here.

Would I see with a different clarity,
With more appreciation?

Would I see the fullness of today,
Without lasering in on some event’s
 Early “ding”?

Would I notice the robustness
Of what is before me?

I think I’ll try to shift my view perspective
To more current-and-appreciative.

Who knows what I’ll take in?

Hugs,
Lin

Limerick :

When viewing some view for the first time,
That’s sprung forth from fast-growing enzyme.
I see fresh and new.
How quickly it grew.
I’m lucky to view life in full prime.

Hugs.
Lin

Roadside daisies and my wonderful bike
Trailside…so green
Roadside flower, Bergamot, and my wonderful bike
Roadside flower, Bergamot
Gift bouquet of native Black eye Susan
Gift bouquet of native Black Eye Susan
  1. Interesting,Lin that you should write about the fullness of time.
    I was just thinking about that yesterday. After spending over a week up north it seemed to me that the trees here were bursting with the fullness of time. The willow trees so heavy with leaves their arms spread out in a great canopy.
    In spots the hedges are so full one cannot see through them. Most trees have spews forth their seeds.
    First baby birds have made their appearance. Ducks and geese swim on their own.
    We notice that even in this middle of summer the days are getting shorter. Pumpkins have not made an appearance at the market but many other signs of harvest are beginning to show.
    Each day means a change in this theater of seasons. Perhaps that is why we are so adaptable.

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