Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
It seems to be a good day to dwell on hope, and this picture of a bike in a sea of asphalt says “hope” to me. Hope that drivers will see her, hope that winter will one day end…hope. Whether it’s getting on a bike, or a bus, or walking down the street, stepping outside the walls of our own homes to meet our neighbors and talk to strangers makes our community stronger.
Most of my time continues to be taken with Dinner and Bikes (get your tickets soon!), so posting here will continue to be light.
May you and yours be blessed with peace this weekend.