Lost Roads

You know, we all seem to go down so many lost roads in our lives. Roads that don't have a name and take us from our intended destination. But some of these roads lead us where we didn't know we were going and when we get there it's like coming home.

Sunday, January 09, 2005

BLUE

Jamie at Sunday, January 09, 2005

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UnknownWednesday, 12 January, 2005
Jamie,

this one "blue" me away -- just loved it!!!
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Jamie: Husband/Wanderer/Teacher/In love with beautiful images/Bike until you are VO2 maxed out and then bike some more/Use all the hours in the day and complain that there was just not enough time/Organize your disorganization/Throw the grades out the window/Use a Polar/Ride a Klein/Go to Utah once in your life/Go back to Utah/Get lost in the desert and ask a Bedouin for directions/Ride Stelvio Pass with a B.O.B. and question your sanity/Sit on the lawn in Tanglewood/Walk the splendor of Joezigo/Grow-up as a dyslexic and then move to a foreign country where you can't speak the language/Do sprints once a week/Have a photo show in France and sell nothing but come out smiling/Walk through Prague in the snow/Walk through Cesky Kromlov in the heat and hang out with the kids in a hostel/Get your dog to sing/Ride the western coast of America/Ride on a bike down the Danube/Stand in Dachau in a snowstorm/photograph in the heat of the day/photograph when it is so cold your fingers feel like stone/re-set your sails, get old and keep striving to do many of these things as best you can...

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