At last! Blue skies, 70s and 80s, with big white fluffy clouds. Good news: great for riding! Bad news: hard to stay inside and write when the country roads beckon.
So I try to justify rides, like going to the bank and post office, but taking the lo-o-ng way home. This morning I rode to get my nails done (yes, really), and get a haircut. It seems sort of a shame to get all fluffed up, and then pull on the helmet. But it’s worth it for the grin as I sail home (the long way, natch). It almost makes up for the 3 pounds of pollen I think I inhaled; I’ll bet my lungs look as if they’re lined in yellow velvet.
Now that I’ve had my fun, it’s back to the keyboard for me.