What's up with so many beautiful things to read?
Among it all, my friend Jane J. wrote this beautiful poem this morning, from Vancouver.
I'm late for.......bike riding,
cherry blossoms are in my way, can't get through
It did get me out of the house, to indeed go bike riding.
Although not in Vancouver, but here on the snow.
Yesterday the heat made the snow on the road icy,
Today the colder temperatures keep the surface hard.
I biked the whole neighbourhood, a white grey world. Today overcast.
I know again what's going on everywhere, not much:)
So i suppose i'll go back to the 'cherry blossoms' happily.
(Thanks Jane :)