Today, on my commute home (in GLORIOUS daylight), I spied this treasure.
That’s right, people. The trees in Washington, D.C, are showing signs of spring.
One mile later, I rode by several of these.
It’s time to start sneezing and sharing the city again. I love the warmer days, cherry blossoms, evenings of daylight, and even the energy the tourists bring. However, I sure enjoyed the peacefulness of winter.
Welcome to spring commuting, everybody!
Agreed, sings of spring are quite welcome. BTW…. how did you get the shot looking at the back of your socks while pedaling?
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Hey, Mike! I was actually coasting. Just grabbed the cam, angled it off my hip, and voila!
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Yes, last week Mrs. Rootchopper was moaning about the fact that the forsythia hadn’t bloomed yet. Over the weekend she got her wish.
As for me, I am about to put away those wretched winter bike boots!
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Forsythia is the yellow, right? I’m with you, SO tired of using my BOOTIES, bleah!
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Yes, it’s the yellow. It occasionally blooms in February after a warm day or two. This year it’s been taking its sweet time. I also have an eye out for my lilacs. I LOVE the smell of them and I have to walk right past them to and from my bike shed.
BTW, my un-booted toes were cold this morning, but it was worth it.
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There’s a forsythia shot from my yard on my Flickr page.
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Chasing Mailboxes 