After getting back on the road, I carried old guy’s words in my heart. Paired with my Spotify playlist (yup – got my phone working just as I watched that old white truck round a corner and disappear), I felt like I had the world by the tail again!

I was singing away with John Denver and as I rounded a sweet curve, the horizon opened up into a sea of yellow! Now anyone who REALLY knows me, knows how I love to ride past the bright yellow canola fields of Alberta in July. I missed out on that this year, so my heart was just about bursting with joy at the sight of this new flavour of yellow!

I hauled on the brakes, parked my bike, and snapped some pics. It’s very unlike me to stop on a highway if there isn’t an easy pullout that I see well in advance, an easy way to get out of the pullout after I get in it, or a REALLY good reason to stop. But at that moment, I just knew I had to stop and smell the flowers.