On Spring Biking

Ride to school in the snow; arrive damp and muddy.

Ride home from school in the wind; arrive sweating and weeping because a spring gale is both warming everything up and whipping debris (liberated from the snow that has been collecting and covering it all winter) into my eyes.

Ahhhh, April.

In any case, thank goodness we're done with March for another year. I think things are on the upswing!