Spring Came on a Sunday

So, Spring started on Sunday. Not official Spring, but real Spring. Here's how I know:

On Sunday it was warm enough to go for a bike ride without a coat.
In the evening, we saw a raccoon in our backyard.
There was no snow anywhere.

Monday morning we were woken up by a bunch of birds making a racket. One bird, especially, made sure everyone in the neighborhood could hear him.

That afternoon I experienced my first tornado warning (the sirens blared up whilst we were on the walk pictured above). Allen and I got hit in the face by a thunderstorm.

Last night I sat on the back porch and listened to the frog croaks coming from the bog. I tried to count how many distinct calls I could pick out of the cacophony. I only got to 5.
I think I can do better than that tonight.

It's supposed to be in the upper 70's today.
It's supposed to get above 80 this weekend.
I think I'm going to wear a skirt to celebrate.

This Blog Still Exists....

...... just in case you were wondering.

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The Open Road.....

I went for a walk today. I decided it needed to become a bike ride.

I saw a heron swimming in the river. It dived under the water.

And a village of marmots. They disappeared into their burrow the minute they saw me.

The weather was perfect.

There's nothing better than the first bike ride of summer....

Technically it's still St. Patrick's Day in California....

For about 5 more minutes anyway...

Green is the best!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

L'homme n'est qu'un roseau....

L'homme n'est qu'un roseau, le plus faible de la nature, mais c'est un roseau pensant. Il ne faut pas que l'univers entier s'arme pour l'écraser; une vapeur, une goutte d'eau suffit pour le tuer. Mais quand l'univers l'écraserait, l'homme serait encore plus noble que ce qui le tue, puisqu'il sait qu'il meurt et l'avantage que l'univers a sur lui. L'univers n'en sait rien.

Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed. The entire universe need not arm itself to crush him; a vapour, a drop of water, suffices to kill him. But if the universe were to crush him, man would still be more noble than that which killed him, because he knows that he dies and the advantage which the universe has over him. The universe knows nothing of this.
                               -Blaise Pascal Pensées

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