And . . .
It rained. It was a gentle steady rain. I love mornings like this. The lights. The reflections off the wet pavement. The smells. The soothing sound of the raindrops on my helmet. It was a beautiful wondrous ride.
There is something magical about riding in the between times. Of course, this is also, when there is danger as well. Funny how it so often works out like that.
It was brightening as I walked up the steps of the Courthouse. Grateful
The ride home was dry. The rain had moved on. I did see some left over snow. The little that's left is dirty, dirty, dirty!
I wouldn't be upset if the snow be gone for this season.
- 45F/7C with a nice light and steady rain for the ride to work.
- 56F/13C and more clouds than sun for the home ride.