Feeling a bit challenged

T.S. Eliot tells us that April is the cruelest month, but I think it’s March. Many of us up top are still waiting for the endless winter to finally thaw us out again (yes, even in edenic Portland it’s been cold), and here we are faced with two challenges to step up to.  In the Challenge of the Month, OLD Grumbleface asks us to shoot pictures of animals, vegetables and bikes (minerals, in my book, unless you use a leather saddle), preferably multiple times; and in the Cycle Life Challenge, the Goddess charges us with seven biking and buying excursions in as many weeks.  Pressure, pressure, pressure.

Time’s a wasting.  Let’s get to work.  Here’s a big bird, a marsh hawk taking flight, which qualifies as an example of fauna as I understand it.  Read here to see a few other instances of fauna, a flora or two, and the obligatory bike (hopefully the refs won’t call a foul on the fowl because the bike isn’t in the same image).  Also an illuminating discourse on the Roman Calendar, which I’m sure you’ve often wondered about but have been too lazy to research yourself.

This is just a placeholder for now. I’ll add a real description when I get more time.

7 response to "Feeling a bit challenged"

  1. By: Lednar De Nalloh Posted: March 6, 2019

    Edenic, nones, calends, crystalline, four new words I’ve never heard of before in one post, a record. Think you need some warmth, looking forward to following your southern Italian travels..

    • By: Scooter Posted: March 6, 2019

      Hey, nice to help you to a new personal best! It feels like a challenge – I might keep it in mind in future missives. And yes, you’re right – it’s cold and drizzly today with a chance of freezing rain, so we’re certainly anticipating a change of scene.

  2. By: Suzanne Posted: March 6, 2019

    Nothing like a good challenge to get your poetic and creative juices flowing, Scott!

  3. By: gregblood Posted: March 6, 2019

    “April is the cruelest month, breeding
    Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
    Memory and desire, stirring
    Dull roots with spring rain.
    Winter kept us warm, covering
    Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
    A little life with dried tubers.”

    Eliot had it right–except for the “forgetful snow” part. The snow won’t let me forget it.

    • By: Scooter Posted: March 6, 2019

      Thanks for filling in a few blanks. I thought it went something like that, but stuck with a headpiece filled with straw my memory isn’t so great any more.

      Hey – it’s snowing out!

  4. By: The Navigator Posted: March 6, 2019

    That first trail looks so beautiful and inviting! I would have kept going on the snow though – it’s gotta be ‘carry the bike’ bad before I’d concede! 🙂

    • By: Scooter Posted: March 7, 2019

      Thanks for the nudge to toughen ourselves up, Navigator! We got cold feet this time, but we’ll keep you in mind in the future. A bit of guilt might be just the thing to keep us going. If we end up feeling miserable though, we know where to find you.

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