All of my bike rides between Cadrieu and Cajarc are along the Lot River. Some portions are closer than others. If I cut off the road by one of the train houses before I get to Cajarc, I am smack dab on the river.
It's a spectacular ride in any season. The light, the water, and the reflections can be beautiful. And then there's the mud from so much rain.
Last Sunday, I decided to chance the mud and the puddles on my bike.
I was glad I did.
Sometimes it's the cloud formations that really make it for me. Constantly moving and changing beauty, reminds me of the natural flow to life and the currents that carry us along. I find my supreme being in nature and the natural. Or, maybe that is where I am found.
These are the times and places where I find peace. I feel nurtured. I am able to regroup and go on.
Peace in the Valley.
Happy Good Friday!
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