*Spent a long time on the bicycle today. The path is cleared of snow with just enough water draining across it to swish as I pass over. The pale yellow grasses on the banks of the brook bow down in the direction of the high water flow.
*I shed my winter snow pants for this day.
*Last night on the way to bed I said "The wind tonight sounds like Jimmy Durante blowing his nose." "That sounds like something your mother would have said." It is nice to carry on a part of one's mother and still be yourself too.