Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Freewheelin' Jaunt Along Mariners Trail

The cassette, its gear teeth, chewed the chain, converting my legs' motion into propulsion, and I was overjoyed as I rolled along the sinuous concrete ribbon path. A fair density of Monarch butterflies bobbed about through wind pockets, and the insect sashay and wind play my eyes and soul took kindly to, while the afternoon passed by, a sun-soaked September day. All throughout this freewheelin' jaunt I found God's glory in abundance.

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