by Joanna FitzPatrick | Oct 24, 2014 | Short Stories, Summers in La Drome
When It Rains It Pours Didn’t want to bike in the rain. Made excuses. Said it was pouring though it was only drizzling. But here I am. Glad I came, though now it really is pouring.Lesson for today: Do it! Do it! Do...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Dec 2, 2011 | Summers in La Drome, Why I Write
“The Greeks understood the mysterious power of the hidden side of things,” wrote Louis Pasteur. “They bequeathed to us one of the most beautiful words in our language––the word ‘enthusiasm’–en theos–a god within. The grandeur...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Aug 21, 2011 | Summers in La Drome, Why I Write
“Exaggerate the essential and leave the obvious vague.” Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890) And as the summer wanes these sun worshippers, which van Gogh painted, turn their heads toward the sun to catch the last of summer’s light.Outside my writing...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Aug 7, 2011 | Short Stories, Summers in La Drome
You might be wondering why I’m photographing sheep for my lesson on gear shifting. Well for one they’re cute and might draw your attention and, more significant, they are a metaphor for those who hardly ever shift gears.Sheep prefer to move very...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Jul 19, 2011 | Summers in La Drome
Today I’m letting the Big Boys take over on the bike trail. After riding already for sixteen days these guys are not slowing down as they pass nearby on their...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Jul 14, 2011 | Short Stories, Summers in La Drome
Come fly with me ! ! !”The more you let yourself be distracted from where you are going, the more you are the person that you are. It’s not so much like getting lost as it is like getting found.” William Stafford, poet (1914-1993) View from...
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