“My eyes are an ocean in which my dreams are reflected.” – Anna Uhlich
Yesterday I went for the most amazing bike ride. I was really slow, but it is one of my favorites. I love Pratt’s Falls. It is absolutely beautiful and I consider it one of New York’s great little secrets. A lot of people do not go here and I think it is a shame. I love watching old couples sit on the benches by the little stream there. Yesterday, I saw a father biking with his little girl. I want to take Lilly there someday. I love it there. It is not far from my place. It is just off Route 20 in Pompey. It is a must see.
This is similar to the photo I took last year. I think this is the best spot to get the classic “bike and falls” shot. I wish I had removed the water bottle but I am not that picky. I used to be into photography. I miss those late nights in college where I would spend hours developing film to just get it right. I love black and white and it is becoming a bit of a pastime. It is too bad. Sometimes I see a lot of black and white just in the world in general.
I wanted to bike today:
It was such a tease to be able to bring my bike to work with me, hoping I would get a nice ride at the end of my long day. It rained…oh boy did it rain. I did not get to ride today so I was glad I squeezed in 15.5 miles yesterday. I confess it wasn’t so bad after the half marathon. I wish I could have just rode all day.
I confess that biking is my first love, even though I have had a longer relationship with running. I have heard often enough that most runners turn into bikers when they can no longer run. When I was out from running for a while, I turned into just that. I loved biking. This year is a bit frustrating with the weather. I am hoping to buy a trainer so I do not have to miss out on biking all winter. I also wish I could be biking right now. Instead, I am faced with the quiet evening at home, It is so yucky outside, I do not want to run. My knees hurt a bit today so I do not want to put any endurance on them.
So what is my big confession? It is not the most exciting, but I think it is rather neat. I think if I had to pick something I like about myself, it is my eyes. I feel that when you look at someone and see their eyes, it is like looking into their soul. I think eyes are amazing and they tell a lot about a person. I have always had good intuition, but I think the eyes tell a lot about the life someone has lived.
My eyes are blue and I was excited that Lilly has my eyes. I am going to show you one of the most unflattering pictures of myself…but after confessing to someone recently that my eyes change color, I think I may have actually caught it on camera. You can tell me. My eyes are really blue, but can change to a really turquoise color…not always at the same time. I think today only one changed color and I caught it…you can be the judge, and I apologize for the scary picture ha ha ha…My right eye decided to stay blue, but my left wanted to be different. I am not sure why it happens. I think it depends on the mood I am in. I was very serious this morning and I noticed it in the mirror. Since I had brought it up last week, I wanted to share this. I hope that there is nothing wrong with my eyes because it happens. I know that when I was growing up I had horrible vision and my left eye was -9.5 and my right was -7.5, I also scratched my cornea really bad and felt like that was the worst pain ever. I later had PRK and have better vision now. I know that this is not an exciting confession, but I think it is kind of a gift. The only thing I do not like is now that I have shared it, you will always know when I am being really serious…which is not often. Horrible horrible picture…ha ha…
“I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart.” Pope John XXIII