So, I think that Spring is finally here… hopefully. I got back this evening, it was a perfect 72º, partly cloudy but plenty of sun, a slight cool breeze in air. Everyone else was at karate, so I jumped on my bike and went for a good half hour, maybe 45 minute ride at this nice park trail close to our house. Got back, pulled out a Propel, and chilled on the porch while I cooled off a little. It was perfect out.
There was this dad riding a bike down our street with a trailer attached to the back. I couldn’t see inside but just assumed someone was in there. I looked up and noticed him as he was turning the corner shouting, “WooHoo!” All the while ringing one of those bicycle bells. I watched him until he was out of sight and started laughing out loud. I guess I wasn’t the only one enjoying he evening with a little bike ride.
Spring is sweet. I wish it would last longer than it does around here. In the mean time, it’s nice to be able to enjoy it a little.
I can already hear Melissa saying, “What are you talking about, it’s like spring in San Diego 11 of the 12 months of the year!”
Well, save it sis! ;) We know! And yes, we’re all sufficiently jealous!
Peace yo!
Lucky you, Jere! Send some our way! We’ve had wind lately and even a drizzle this morning. Glad to hear that you’re enjoying spring and those “little moments” all around us. Love, Trish :0)
Yeah, it’s supposed to snow again here tomorrow.