The color of the springtime is in the flowers,
the color of the winter is in the imagination.
the color of the winter is in the imagination.
Winter is almost gone! Still, there are days when I wake to massive snow flakes floating, drifting, riding currents of air. And to soiled snow banks breathing curtains of fog, but winter is almost gone.
Spring surges through my eager veins, swelling my energies and leaving me breathless, impatient for balmier weather and for bright flowers.
Finally today, the roads were dry enough for him to go out for a short drive around the neighbourhood on his motorcycle. He is so happy on the Harley!
And, this means that winter is almost…gone.
The photo was taken last Fall, 2010. It is mine.
2 comments:
I like this a LOT
Riding a bike on the first day of good weather in spring is a great experience! I like it too!
Carol
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