Visual (and farm) fields
Keep your head on a swivel... by R. Bruce Thomas It was a lovely day. I was riding some of the great routes in southeastern Ohio when I came out of a nice little forest Read more…
Keep your head on a swivel... by R. Bruce Thomas It was a lovely day. I was riding some of the great routes in southeastern Ohio when I came out of a nice little forest Read more…
While writing your own obituary... by R. Bruce Thomas I've died at least a million times while riding my motorcycles. Not literally (although one time I very well could have), but by being aware of Read more…
Tell people!! by R. Bruce Thomas He was sticking needles in my leg as if I was an oversize voodoo doll. And then he froze. He pointed at the wrist bracelet I was wearing. "What Read more…