“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…” 

The morning is a delight. It is 54°. The air is still. The sun is bright and warm. I don’t see a single cloud. I’ve decided I’m going to take a ride. Today is not a day to waste sitting inside. The only chores on my list are easy: do a small wash and clear the trash from the yard.

When I was a kid, today would have been a perfect bike day. In the morning, just after breakfast, I’d have to haul my bike from its winter quarters, the cellar, so I could ride to school. In the parking lot, behind both schools, the old and the new, there was a bike rack under the trees along one side of the fence. It was wooden and painted green, green being one of the school colors. I never had a lock for my bike, but I did have a license plate. The police gave them out if you registered your bike. The license was green and had Stoneham and a plate number on it. My dad attached it to the back of my bike.

Riding my bike to school meant I got home quicker than usual. I’d walk the last part of the hill, drop my bike on the lawn, run inside, change into play clothes and go back outside to ride. I was so fleet-footed I sometimes set a new world’s record for the quickest change.

A day like today has me hungering for spring. The daffodil shoots in the front garden are getting higher. I check their progress every day. I know it is only February, but a warm day can be beguiling, and I fall for it every time.

On warmer days, the dogs go out for a long time. I get nervous and check, a left over worry from Miss Gracie. She was my fence leaper. Henry dances and jumps on his hind legs when he knows dinner is coming. That is as high as he gets. When Nala zooms the yard, she follows the fence line. She doesn’t seem interested in escaping. She sees the yard as her pawn shop, a place to leave her stolen goods.

I am a deep sleeper. Before I fall asleep, the dogs get comfy. Nala starts under my spread leaning against me, but at some point she moves without the spread. I never wake up when she does. Henry has taken possession of the bottom of the bed. He and I form perpendicular lines. Henry is also my guard. If he hears a noise, he leaps off the bed, stands at the top of the stairs and barks a few times then stops to evaluate the situation. Usually he comes back to bed. I’m hoping it’s always that way, but should it not be, Henry makes me feel safe. Woe to anyone who runs a foul of Henry. I know from experience.

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2 Comments on ““Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…” ”

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today was very nice but cool and breezy. The sun was shining but the high temperature only got to 49°.

    Like you, having a bicycle was my first taste of freedom as a kid. I rode my bike the short distance from our house to the elementary school daily. The elementary school was nearly destroyed by the October 2019 tornado. The school district is saving the historic adobe facade but they are building some kind of high tech magnet school. Other trips around the local area allowed me on weekends and during breaks from school to explore and discover a wider area.

    I used to be a very deep sleeper, but as I have aged I’m having more difficulty falling asleep and remaining asleep until my alarm goes off. Maybe my brain is telling me that wasting what time I have left shouldn’t be spent sleeping.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      We beat you today. It got to 60°. I went for a long ride and stopped at a couple of places I’d never stopped at before. One was a tiny library. They had a book sale and I got five books, all hard-covers for $2 each. It was a great stop!!

      I rode to school when I could, mostly in late spring when the the weather was better. Weekends I rode all over town and sometimes into the next town.

      My elementary school is over a 100 years old. It still looks really great on the outside. I would love to take a peek inside. I have wonderful memories of that building.

      I go to bed whenever and get up whenever. The only day every week I have Alexa wake me is on Wednesdays when I have a uke lesson. Most other days I have no need to be woken up. I usually sleep between 7 and 8 hours. I like not having to get up. When I worked I was up at 5:00 or 5:15 every day. I always thought that was inhumane!!

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