Embrace a Sanctuary: Pacific Northwest Coast Old Growth Forests

There have been times, where I have walked into Canadian woodsy embrace of an old growth forest and drunk in its timelessness.  Past and future collapsed into the present amongst ferns, fallen brittle trees and well-trodden paths with fragile, exposed roots. Lighthouse Park. West Vancouver, B.C. 2022.  By J .Chong Lighthouse Park, West Vancouver:  Tree…

Love of Creating Art and Creativity:  A Lifelong Journey

Over the years in Cycle Write blog, I’ve mused occasionally about creativity for both writing and visual arts.  I have also posted some of my (pithy) art work. Yes, some featured art work, lies about at home in piles or leaning against home walls.  Other works no longer exist. Reboot My Painting Muse After not…

Baby Soft Prairie Crocuses Awakens for Spring

I wondered about the first  prairie crocus I saw  in a public Calgary garden –its fuzzy under petals that cup-folded gently towards its centre.  Odd and downy like a baby flower waking and rising up in our warming spring sun. Prairie Crocus. Silver Spring Gardens, Calgary AB 2016. Photo by J. Chong Manitoba’s Official Provincial…

Elk, Sagebrush, Chaco Ancient Greatness- New Mexico

Last fall, I joined up with two American friends, Mary and Susan after I got off the plane in Albuquerque, New Mexico.  We headed off to northwest of Sante Fe, on our planned trip to see Chaco Canyon National Park. Chaco Canyon is an archaeological and preserved ancient village ruins and sacred site for the…

Landing in Unexpected Places and Times

When I paused at a tight bike path bend by the river, I was surrounded by chatty, curious black-capped chickadee birds.  It was a fun moment of darting bird twitterers, all wanting attention and food.  A few chickadees made startling close flight landings near me and then lit off swiftly in a twinkle. Bow River,…

Cycling Fires My Five Senses, Inspiration

While I was blissed out during a wonderful Christmas  baroque music concert, it suddenly dawned on me why I bicycle day after day. Year after year.  The frenzied violinists with half closed eyes in their  Zen trance while teasing music from their strings,  was akin to cycling as a great sensory experience. Cycling –An Easier Sensory Journey Cycling is…