Thursday, January 6, 2011

Winter Twilight

A bicycle rolls down into the valley, and from rough pavement to a gravel road. A stiff wind lays down, replaced by silent stillness. A sun's warmth is overcome by a crisp chill. A blue winter sky turns grey, then darker yet. A man's workday pace relaxes into dawdling. And the bicycle climbs out of the valley, behind a small beam of light, as darkness covers everything like a blanket.


  1. That is incredible! I believe that is the written explanation of why we ride. Poetic!

  2. "small beam of light"

    More and more, I'm a fan of a "blinding beam of light." Of course, that would have been a different sentiment entirely...

  3. Funny you should mention the lighting, Steve. I'm planning a lighting upgrade. Out here on the prairie, my beam of light will still be comparatively small...but brighter.

  4. Beautifully expressed! Thank you!

    - Chris Kostman