Although the day was almost as mild as yesterday was, I didn't ride. In fact, I barely got out of my apartment at all. I wasn't the only one who stayed indoors: The driving rain that began some time early this morning seemed not to let up.
As much as many of us would like to think Spring has sprung, some things tell us otherwise:
Stretching toward the light of a sun that is beyond them, their wizened fingers must weather the wind and rain, for now. They remind me of what Robert Browning wrote in Andrea del Sarto: "Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp/Or what's heaven for? All is silver-grey/Placid and perfect with my art: the worse!
As much as many of us would like to think Spring has sprung, some things tell us otherwise:
Stretching toward the light of a sun that is beyond them, their wizened fingers must weather the wind and rain, for now. They remind me of what Robert Browning wrote in Andrea del Sarto: "Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp/Or what's heaven for? All is silver-grey/Placid and perfect with my art: the worse!
Normally I find early March to be a depressing time of the year, but this time I am just so friggin happy that I can finally ride my bike normally without keeping my speed down and limiting my routes because of the snow. Still, I look forward to the green trees and pretty flowers - it really is kind of dreary right now.
ReplyDeleteVelouria: Doesn't it feel great to ride "free" again?
ReplyDeleteI, too, find early March to be a depressing time of year. Whatever charm winter may have had has worn off, and, as you point out, the trees and flowering plants have been bare for months.