Riding In The Snow!
As you can see from the picture, yesterday was a great cycling day.
At least it was for me. I enjoy the "rotten" days for a few reasons. First, they break the routine. Second, getting to work and back on snowy days feels like a successful adventure. Finally, drivers always give me more space and deference - it's sort of glimpse of what a better world might be like. (Of course, I think drivers treat me better because they think I am obviously a mental patient and entitled to charitable treatment.)
With last night's snow on the ground, the sun made everything brilliant. The kids and I rode over to the coffeeshop for breakfast. Then Milly and I rode down to my office. The sun, the kids, riding from place to place, the company at the coffeeshop, my students wandering around - my day was full with things that make me happy.
I'm Not The Only One
My morning commute takes place mostly before dawn. This morning I passed about one cyclist per mile on the way. I find that extraordinary. (All using lights, by the way.)
Yesterday it snowed for the first time this season. The pavement wasn't icy until this morning, but I had to keep wiping off my glasses on the way home last night.
I loved it. I always feel happy when I get home after a snowy day.
On The Way Downtown
Last fall, a hand-lettered sign at this spot offered morning glory seeds to anyone who left an envelope in a box near the sign. Seemed a bit odd until this summer, when the place erupted in brilliant blue flowers.
In the dark of the moon, in the flying snow, in the dead of winter,
war spreading, families dying, the world in danger,
I walk the rocky hillside, sowing clover.
-- Wendell Berry
Edging away from the edge of American space
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