Last of the First Snow of Winter

Like the last rose of summer,

the last of the first snow of winter

is rather forlorn.

Sure, it may snow again,

but this snow fell last fall

and is just melting.

While it snowed several times in between,

we never saw the grass or deck again

until this last week of February.

 This is looking west at the Qquirrh Mountains, still snow covered

and smogged.

Frances Peak and the Radar Towers

Parking lot at the church.

"I love the sunshine," I boast.

"I'm having a good time going around it - (the sun)

even if it takes a year," Ed adds.

Sometimes when Ed mentions how much he is enjoying the earth ride,

I stop

and can almost feel the earth rotating.

"Spinning is the fun part," he claims.

 Ed said it's too early to start
riding our trikes.
He goes by the calendar,
not by the temperature.

 Riding the recumbent bike at the gym

is nothing like riding in real life -

not ecstatically or physically.

No snow on the solar panels for the first time since last November.
Go Power Go