Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its sixth year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

Comments, thoughts, or just a friendly chat, use the response box below or email me at patrickgroleau@gmail.com.

November 7, 2014

GOODNIGHT, FRIEND, SLEEP WELL

... okay, perhaps a tiny bit silly ... after i shrouded it in its weather cover roger captured a private moment as i finished up winterizing my motorcycle ...

... from us, just a bit of riders' humor ...

... was it a thousand years ago, or just yesterday, night after night after night i would so joy in putting my two little babies to bed ... the motorcycle, of course, is simply being stored while the weather and roads aren't all that conducive to riding ... i like my motorcycle, it's a wonderful machine, a great tool, but is highly unlikely that in the middle of the night i'll be sneaking into the garage to curl silently in a rocking chair just to watch it sleep ...