Out on the Trail
At last! 
Sunday I got out on the bike trail for the first time. What a beautiful day it was. Perfect temps; great sunshine; little breeze; and spring exploding all over.

Sunday I got out on the bike trail for the first time. What a beautiful day it was. Perfect temps; great sunshine; little breeze; and spring exploding all over.

The willows were weeping.
The bluebells were tolling with bright magnificent color.
De colores, de colores
Se visten los campos en la primavera.
De colores, de colores
Son los pajarillos que vienen de afuera.
De colores, de colores
Es el arco iris que vemos lucir.
Se visten los campos en la primavera.
De colores, de colores
Son los pajarillos que vienen de afuera.
De colores, de colores
Es el arco iris que vemos lucir.
In colors, in colors
The fields are dressed in the spring.
In colors, in colors
Are the little birds that come from outside.
In colors, in colors
Is the rainbow that we see shining.
The fields are dressed in the spring.
In colors, in colors
Are the little birds that come from outside.
In colors, in colors
Is the rainbow that we see shining.

And all colors....
Y por eso los grandes amores
De muchos colores me gustan a mí.
Y por eso los grandes amores
De muchos colores me gustan a mí.
And that is why I love
The great loves of many colors
And that is why I love
The great loves of many colors.

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