Two Hours of Spring Time

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Summary

Nothing clears out the cobwebs faster than having sunlight in your face, hooping frames overhead and fresh air in your lungs. The dog of one of our neighbors decided to chase a rabbit out of its yard. It came flying past me as it ran up my driveway towards its warren. Later the dog baffled that the rabbit was no longer in his yard, hopped its fence and landed in another neighbor’s back yard. It took them a few minutes to coax the dog inside to wait for its owners to return.

Springtime has arrived.

Bicyclists, joggers and walkers pushing stroller, riding tiny pink bikes and slightly larger under-seat steered recumbent kids trikes were everywhere. Overhead you could see and hear sandhill or whooping cranes flying in formation. Lawnmowers groaned into service as their owners “vacuumed” up last fall’s detritus from their long dormant lawns. Husbands and wives stood surveying their handiwork having rakes up leaves and twigs into small piles to be added to compost heaps.

Springtime has arrived.

The sun shone brilliantly today as if it too was happy to have found a slightly different more agreeable angle with which to intercept Earth’s orbit. Dogs on leash at the park sniffed for just that right blade of grass to anoint with long held drops of urine the way a wine connoisseur smells the cork of a bottle opened to allow its contents to “breathe”.

Springtime has arrived.

Monday promises to be more of the same. Before long the Chicago Lakefront Trail will be thick with tourists wanting to view the new “Flyover” under construction. Drivers will be riding with windows rolled down and music of every variety will usher forth from radio speakers announcing that the singer loves someone special and the world itself should stop and be amazed.

Springtime has arrived.

Cyclometer Information

10.3 miles
1:34:18 time
6.5 avg