I love days like today. Of course, too many of them in a short period of time makes me aimless and unhappy. But once a week I can handle! I went to the grocery store, flirted with the laundry, tidied the house in a desultory manner, read my book, passed out reading said book, walked the dog, stamped some cards, talked on the phone, groomed the hairy pets, and inspected my veggie patch. I am extremely unhappy with my cucumbers, which are refusing to grow. But I finally have baby green tomatoes, so all is not lost. I think my great garden spot is not as sunny as I was hoping, but it’s as good as it gets around here. Today is also noteworthy in that I had my first winter-longing of the season. I am rather hopeless about wanting the exact opposite of whatever I happen to have at any given time. In the winter, I dream of hot, steamy summer days like today. In the summer, I long for those cozy, shut-in-the-snow days of February. I’m not as bad as I used to be, but it irritates me all the same. There is much to enjoy about these days: the lavender that is bursting with purple flowers, popsicles, flip-flops, long days, warm pavement, cycling without a jacket, eating al fresco, watching little green tomatoes form in the garden, hanging clothes out on the line, sparklers, picnics, driving at night with the windows down, strawberries. . .the list goes on and on.
Only 19 days until the Seattle-to-Portland Classic! I’m getting excited! We have our last team ride on Saturday, then it’s good-bye to the bikes until STP.
Ok. . .done rambling now. . .
