Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Delicious

I just got back from a forty-minute bike ride that can best be described as simply delicious. The weather is warm without being stifling, the sun is radiant, and there are so many flowers in bloom that the air is saturated with fragrance. I rode down past the library to the area where they are currently setting up for the Rice Cake and Soju Festival, which is this weekend. Then I circled back, took a brief meander through the park, and came back here. I would gladly have stayed out much longer, but I still have afternoon classes left to teach, and I can't risk getting lost and winding up late.
The library.
The sidewalks with their tree canopies positively beg you to ride or walk down them.
Aren't the flowers lovely?
The bike path through the park.
It's kind of exhilarating crossing this six-lane road, especially since cars don't always honor the "walk" light.

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"