Thursday, July 9, 2009

Roll

First, three cheers for the miracle of Facebook. 

I was playing around on it last night, just stalking people and minding my own business, when I got a message from a voice from my past. 

Lovely Ivan from Puerto Rico was a student in my English class when I was a grad student at Ohio University. He was funny and talented and beautiful then, and he still is now. Just 20 years older.

But I am not.

We had a great time catching up.

Since I am in the throes of Middle Age Crazy, I not only set my alarm for 6:30 this morning, but I GOT UP so I could get my bike ride in before L-Ro (my father) goes for his morning fitness walk.

I love, love, love the bike path here. Round trip the whole path runs about 20 miles. But since I have not had my butt on a bike since last August, and I am now in the Coughing-Up-Lung phase of a cold, I did the short loop. Which is about 12 miles. And I did not try to break any land speed records today.

The route goes through all that is best about My Part of Ohio. 

There are creeks, complete with blue herons. I saw the heron today. He sends his regards.

There are woodsy areas that smell damp and lush. I always think, "The woods are lovely, dark and deep . . ." when I ride through there. Lots of bird song. Little creatures crashing through the underbrush. Cotton tail bunnies that just sit and look at you as you go by.

What were corn fields last year are soy bean fields this year. 

The best part about the bike is how quiet it is. So you can sneak up on deer without startling them off.

I saw a mama and two teenage fawns. Then a big fat doe. Then two young deer with antlers. 

Ka-BAM! 

Sorry, but that is my visceral, hill-billy ancestry response to fat, young deer. Thems good eatin'. 

Fish gotta swim . . . bird gotta fly . . . Expatresse gotta eat meat . . .

Let's all join hands and sing a chorus of The Circle of Life, shall we?

Seriously, however, I saw Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom on the corner at the house where the Russians live (yeah . . . there are real Russians in my neighborhood). Their yard has a chain-link fence. Outside the chain-link fence, on the side of the house, sat Mr. Rabbit. He was a big rabbit. Maybe even hare material. Is there a Peterson's Guide to Wildlife

Anyhow, I stop my bike in the middle of Charles Street to observe Mr. B. Rabbit blithely nibbling away at the tender grasses that are damp with the dew and last night's gentle rain.

And sitting there on the fence, not three feet above Mr. B. Rabbit . . . is Hawk Dude. La-la-la-la-la.

I coughed. 

Hawk Dude rolled his eyes, gave me the finger, and flew up on some nearby telephone wires.

"Um, you might want to move it along," I said to Mr. B. Rabbit. 

Out loud. 

Really. 

I did.

He ambled, lippity-lippity, under the hedge. Oblivious to the fact he just missed out on being someone's Breakfast Buffet.

I'll be he makes it onto the lunch menu.

5 comments:

Kugo said...

That bike path sounds beautiful. 'Aint nature grand? At least you still ride your bike. I fell off of mine twice, apparently you can forget how to ride a bike.

valentina said...

Lovely tour. My favorite way to enjoy a bike path--reading about it! But it does sound lovely to be so quietly entranced by the natural realm with its friendly bunnies and deer, and how great of you to scare off the hawk, that lucky rabbit!

Now I am going to meet my friend at the hospital to see if the thyroid tumor she is growing is innocent or malefic... How scared I am for her... My mom died of thyroid cancer. Well it began there... Nature at its worse.

Please, everyone give to Christie's cancer ride... You can scan back on Amanda's site to find the link.

Life is good when you have your health. Let us count our blessings!
xov

Tina in CT said...

I sure hope Mr. B. Rabbit took off under cover so the hawk doesn't catch him.

I couldn't eat vension as deers are so sweet looking.

That bike patch sounds lovely since you see such a diverse part of nature. Hats off to you for getting up so early to bike/exercise and 20 miles!!!!! That's a long ride.

Hope Valentina's friend had good news about her thyroid tumor.

valentina said...

The report on the thyroid tumor is that in a month she needs another blood test and if it is bad she has to have her thyroid removed which means meds forever after. WE are of course hoping this does not occur...She is really handling it all very well. I would be a basket case every waking hour until the next blood test. She has 3 kids to keep her busy...

Yes, Amanda, I also admire your willingness to rise and shine and ride early! Seems like it is inspiring to you and calming which is good.

Sort of meditative maybe? xov

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