Pedal on

Prayer for a Ten Speed Heart


Let the fire of my body

propel and warm me

and let each darkness

reveal its plenitude.

Let the hills

flatten under my wheels

and let the eloquent curves

yield up their good surprise.

Let my heart be obstinate

when I need to climb

and let my lowliest gears

restrain my spinning down.

Let there be flatland, too,

and into that glittering place

let me stretch with the heart of a lover,

at full speed, blind and intent.

~~~Barbara Hendryson

Annette went on her eternal ride at 3 a.m. this morning.  Her daughter Michel and husband Steve held her hands as she floated peacefully away, in her own bed, without interventions, as she wished.

Rest in peace, dear friend.


The one thing stronger than fear is Hope

But most days I have a tough time having hope.  I’ve lost so many beautiful people to this wretched disease.  I am angry, sad, full of remorse, railing against god, if there’s such a thing.  I am angry at the universe for taking good people and leaving such bad ones behind.  I am angry that such cruel diseases exist.

Tonight I feel that hopelessness I’ve felt so many times when I learn of another friend’s fate.

Annette Leger


“When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it is over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.”
― Mary Oliver

Good for 2


Per Shy’s request (this is a different one actually). Looks better when brushed with egg and sprinkled with sugar. Although it looks very juicy, after a rest it’s perfect with ice cream or creme fraiche. The figs are from my parents’ trees.

Next up: a frangipane-fig galette and possibly a clafoutis. And a gorgonzola-fig-prosciutto galette with arugula, for lunch!