Fleeting Thoughts

written January 28, 2013   I can only hope to retain the rich, brick-soaked memories of this past weekend.  The memory of a well made, indie-filmed examination of domestic hell, sleeping in, and the opportunities to develop warm routine: our strolls through the narrow Soulard streets eastward, in the happiness of navigating small 19th century homes…

Tour de Madison County

written April 29, 2012   Time to fly. The best thing about Edwardsville–what I will miss most of all–is its wide-ranging web of old rail lines converted to concrete bike paths.  The Giant gets a workout several times a week.  For most rides I like to have a destination, as both a marker of progress…