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No Turning Back (after the show) @ Marché Gare, Lyon (69)
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May 30th 1991 and a two-car Class 108 Derby-built DMU, forming the 1750 Barrow-Newcastle service, is seen on the Cumbria Coast line between Nethertown and St Bees.
Alec Smith turns to attack Brady Turnbull but Turnbull steps out of bounds.
149#, Bout 7, Alec Smith (California Baptist University) DEC Brady Turnbull (Colorado School of Mines) DEC 6-3
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The spirit has infinite facets,
but the body confiningly few sides.
There is the left, the right,
the back, the belly,
and tempting in-betweens,
northeasts and northwests,
that tip the heart and soon pinch circulation
in one or another arm.
Yet we turn each time with fresh hope,
believing that sleep will visit us here,
descending like an angel
down the angle our flesh's sextant sets,
tilted toward that unreachable star
hung in the night between our eyebrows,
whence dreams and good luck flow.
Uncross your ankles. Unclench your philosophy.
This bed was invented by others;
know we go to sleep less to rest
than to participate in the twists of another world.
This churning is our journey.
It ends, can only end, around a corner
we do not know we are turning.
- John Updike
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American Airlines flight 794 from Phoenix is turning to make its final approach to the Indianapolis Airport. From my window seat in the Airbus 319 I have a view of downtown Indy.
As always this interesting vehicle was spotted turning the corner in the distance but with the Mumbai traffic being at the usual standstill there was a 1% chance of catching it so off I set to watch it drive away even further down the road. Hmm I thought to myself what rotten luck, then in the distance it stopped at the side of the road and off I set once again for the half a percent chance of a photo, but as I got nearer it set off again, oh bother. As I contemplated smashing my camera against the nearby wall in frustration the bus stopped and did a five point turn in the road and headed back towards me.
The paint marks down the upper deck front lead me to believe this was some sort of works vehicle rather than one for tourists.
At the front is Jean Michel Lachance, who would go on to win the men's race. Les Mardis Cyclistes de Lachine, Montreal. June 9th, 2015.
“Eternal One who circles the seasons with ease, teach me about Earth’s natural cycle of turning from one season to another. Remind me often of how she opens herself to the dying and rising rotations, the coming and the going of each of the four seasons. Open me today to the teachings of the season of autumn.
When I accept only the beautiful and reject the tattered, torn parts of who I am, when I treat things that are falling apart as my enemies, walk me among the dying leaves, let them tell me about their power to energize Earth’s soil by their decomposition and their formation of enriching humus.
When I fear the loss of my youthfulness and refuse to accept the reality of aging, turn my face to the brilliant colors of autumn trees, open my spirit to the mellow resonance of autumn sunsets and the beauty of the changing land.
When I refuse to wait with the mystery of the unknown, when I struggle to keep control rather than to let life evolve,
wrap me in the darkening days of autumn and encourage me to wait patiently for clarity and vision as I live with uncertainty and insecurity.
When I grow tired of using my own harvest of gifts to benefit others, take me to the autumn fields where Earth shares the bounty of summer and allows her lands to surrender their abundance.”
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—from “Circle of Life” by Joyce Rupp and Macrina Wiederkehr