Please Bring Me Spring
For such a short winter it feels never-ending. Once every week or two we get a day that hints at a spring to come, and then vanishes. Low of 20. High of 40. Every day. Then it snows.
Have I grown weak since moving to Denver or is it that to me a good winter feels right, but a lingering almost-winter drags on?
Whatever it is, I’m looking forward to spring, and making plans to enjoy it. I want to throw the windows wide and let a breeze warm the house through the day and cool it through the night. I want to take my bike out for a long ride and not get chilled when I stop for a rest. I want to put on all my gear and ride my motorcycle west over the passes and through the small mountain towns. I want to sit and watch the sun set in Daniels Park while I read a book and nurse a beer. I want to go for a walk in the evening.
All it takes is time, I know. But I’m impatient.
Posted on 27 February 2012