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my musing state where there’s neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self. #cyclist #roadcycling #mtb #hiking #photography #design #drums #writing

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The wind has opinions. Rush hour has somewhere to be.

Beneath a thousand lit windows, I disappear into the crowd.

Some evenings, anonymity feels like a small luxury.

New York, after dark.
- 🖋️ donclaire ©️

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.

Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾

#writing #poetry #streetphotography #newyork #work

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Autumn 🍂 15:15hrs, 60°F/15.5°C, winds NE 5 mph, gust 10 mph, humidity 93%, cloud cover 80%, visibility 5 mi, cloud ceiling 1700 ft, air quality 48 (fair), pressure ↓30.18, tarmac 97 mi NE. 🧭

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.

Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾

#coffee #cycling #writing #poetry #autumn

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I digress… said enough. Heavy sigh. 😮‍💨 I’m out.

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.

Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾

These are strange times…
#writing #poetry #awareness #politics #sad

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Chasing the sun...

A steady fall breeze moved south through the valley below, carrying summer with it a little at a time.

No destination beyond the last light. No urgency to be anywhere else.

Maybe that is what quieter places give us: not an escape from life, but enough distance to notice when something within it has already begun to change.

The light disappears. The season turns. You keep walking. 🍂🌄

What tells you autumn is arriving before the calendar does?

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.

Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾

🖋️donclaire ©️

#hiking #poetry #landscape #naturephotography #sunset

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Evening, downtown. ☕️🏙️

Coffee warm in hand. Traffic humming. Footsteps, voices, brakes, crosswalks. The city keeps moving until motion becomes white noise.

For a few minutes, I stop participating.

There is something strangely peaceful about disappearing into the masses, sitting still while Manhattan carries on without you.

A warm cup. A passing breeze. Evening loosening the day’s grip.

Everyone else can hurry.

I’m staying for another sip. ☕️✨

Do you ever sit somewhere busy just to watch the world move?

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.

Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾

#NYC #StreetPhotography #Coffee #writing #Poetry

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Solitude can still be sacred without being untraceable.

First solo ride in ages carried me miles into the middle of nowhere, between lush six foot tall cornfields, beneath a sky that seemed to open with every turn.

Once, the only danger considered out here was a vehicle coming too close. Being alone never felt like the risk.

The times have changed. Maybe I have, too.

I still need these rides. The silence, the distance, the slow return to self. But now, cycling mates can follow my live location while I explore. It does not lessen the freedom. It protects the way home.

If you ride alone, share your route & let someone track you. Adventure is worth seeking. So is arriving home.

See you on the roads. 🚴🏾

What does the open road return to you?

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.
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Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾
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#roadcycling #landscape #cyclingphotography #writing #poetry

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“When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (1859 – 1930), author of Sherlock Holmes
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Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.
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Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾
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#cycling #roadcycling #writing #poetry #jamesbaldwin

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The crickets are louder now…
August has settled into itself.
And there, between miles, a little white phlox holding the afternoon light.

Funny that phlox means flame.
Not everything that burns needs to be loud.
Some things simply stand where they are. Quiet, certain, asking nothing of the moment.

Maybe that’s part of peace, too. Knowing what deserves your presence… and being fully there when you give it.

August, in full swing. 🌿

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.
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Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾
- 🖋️ donclaire ©️

These are strange times. Take care of yourself and check in on each other. 🤍
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#naturephotography #nature #poetry #cycling #writing

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The creek keeps moving without announcing it.
Crickets take care of the silence.

Maybe that’s the lesson.
Not every kind of progress needs to look hurried.

These are strange times. Take care of yourselves and check in on each other.

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.
•
Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾
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#naturephotography #cycling #poetry #writing #hiking

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10:57AM, 74°F, winds ENE 3mph, gusts 5mph, humidity 57%, cloud cover 40%, visibility 22mi. A proper ride and a spectacular intermission before the humidity creeps in. 🚴🏾🚴🏼‍♀️🚴🏽‍♂️🌦️

Some mornings don’t arrive with certainty.
They arrive with rain, light, and the quiet reminder that you were never lost…

Only finding your way back to where you belong. 🧭✨

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.
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Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾
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#cycling #landscapephotography #outdoors #writing #poetry

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🧭 On this morning’s route, dawn’s light...she blooms… An Oriental lily. It never competes for attention. It simply becomes itself.

Somewhere between perception and truth, we begin borrowing versions of ourselves.

The quiet work is returning, until expression feels more familiar than expectation.

The rarest things never hurry to be noticed. They wait for the right light, and in that patience, reveal everything.

Perhaps beauty was never meant to be loud. Only deeply seen. ✨
- donclaire ©️

Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.
•
Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾
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#naturephotography #landscapephotography #poetry #writing #cycling

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Some mornings ask for nothing but your presence.
Before the heat. Before the voices. Before the day remembers your name.
For a little while, the horizon carries everything.✨
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Capturing fleeting moments in broken rhythm...
the beauty in the permanence in moments that were never meant to stay.
•
Photography is my passion.📷
Writing keeps me sane.🖋️
Drums are my peace.🥁
Cycling is MY therapy.🚴🏾
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#outdoors #landscapephotography #hiking #poetry #writing

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