Riding with the Wind

It’s freedom, fun, and magical
as tires hum on the road.
A wave of a hand
befits the two-wheel code.
It’s like joining a club
without knowing the named.

The camaraderie –
instantly proclaimed.

There’s no razzle dazzle
of plugging in.
Tuning in to the elements

comes from within.
It’s a taste of adventure
letting the wind guide.
It’s a feeling of joy
that cannot be denied.

Let us journey among redwoods,
seacoast and rolling hills,
drawing in breaths
and exhilarating thrills
.


Lauren Scott (c) 2020
Photos taken by our son.

Enjoying adventure in 2020.









Family of Giants

We’re home after camping among the Redwoods in northern California. While walking among these amazing trees it is absolutely a magical and spiritual experience…

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Generations

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Living together

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Baby

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From death comes life

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Perspective

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Inside Big Hendy Grove

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Fallen

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Over 1000 years old

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Sun’s peeking through

“This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awe-struck soul,
For here we sense life’s proper goal.
To be like these, straight, true, and fine,
To make our world, like theirs, a shrine,
Sink down, O Traveler, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees.

~Joseph B. Strauss from “The Redwoods” 1932
Chief Engineer of The Golden Gate Bridge

The Music

It was a moment
when coyotes sang 
their usual chorus –
running with 
freedom
on their backs, over hills

golden from the rays,
no longer emerald by the mist

that carried me into a 
dream state – my breathing
in sync 
with his, our minds
cloud-
floating in a
marshmallow 
sky

even in this tranquil state,
I managed a smile
while 
Frank sang, “Come
dance 
with me”

and so, we gently tapped
and swayed to his rhythm,
embracing like there’s no
tomorrow –
a charmed moment of bliss
that ended in one tender kiss

Lauren Scott © 2018