This weather

These are the days I dreamed about all brutal winter. There are hours of sunlight after I get off work, those silly students are gone and I can open all the windows in the house.

I ride my bike to yoga class, my mat strapped to my back. (Couldn't do it without that precious tote, Dori. Thank you.)

Okay, Kels, your bike. My tires are flat.

I eat things like this...

With a view like this...

Soon I will complain that it is too hot. Meanwhile, you can find me outside.

In other news, my mama drove a woman to Colorado yesterday so the woman could be there for the birth of her grandbaby. My hero.


With love.