Slowly But surely

I saw cottonwood fluff blowing around last evening as I drove to my coffee shop for some reading time. The clouds that had made the day dismal had broken up. The wind that had been howling all day began to settle down. The dew point was a lot lower and the air had a sharpness to it that allowed the evening sun to paint the trees and buildings with a special orange hue.

Slowly but surely I continue to hope that spring will happen.

And even more so that summer will too. I am waiting to buy my bicycle when I will be able to ride it and not just look at it. Every time I have the time, the weather gets in the way.

It is also unusual to still have the parking lot plant nurseries selling their full range of plants this time in June.

Yet people were sitting on the balconies of the apartment building last night enjoying what we have. I sat at my front window enjoying the sight of sunset colors and spring green.

Nice. Very nice.