I’m not sorry to see winter go. No sir, not at all. This is the last little bit of snow next to my driveway as I left for work on Friday. It was gone when I returned home. Good riddance! No mixed feelings for me.
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| From my photo album; winter |
After the whole state was blanketed in pristine white, look at what a sad and dirty little remnant remains. And it sure was fun riding in the snow. Sometimes I’d cut right through snowdrifts with my bike. It made a cool sound, like; “Booomff!” and snow flies everywhere.
Well this summer, I’ll work on my next winter bike, while I suffer through the heat. I can always put on a jacket but not much I can do when it’s 90 out.
No, dammit! Begone, Winter! ‘Til next year. Don’t stay away too long.
Weather appreciation is so dependent upon where one lives, no? Last weekend, I got to see snow (and do a bit of snowshoeing) for the first time this winter. I live in lowland California and took a trip to the Sierras. For me, snow is a novelty to be enjoyed, unless you have to drive in it. It strikes me as being a damn nuisance to have to live with, though.