It was about 7:15 this spring break morning as I headed on Discovery II into the south wind on Race Street. The sky was mostly clear and the temperature was 41 degrees F.
Beautiful as the bursting spring garden flowers were (status of the progression: Aconite flowers gone, snowdrops mostly gone, crocuses past their peak, scilla about at peak, daffodils and hyacinths not quite at peak, and hellebores, the first signs of floral life way back in early February, are at peak and seeming to peak further, with foliage that will persist with vigor until fall (still can’t believe how much of my life was empty of their awareness), what I wanted to do this morning was to ride out into the country.
A cluster of planted native bloodroot, however, proved attractive enough to stop the ride fairly early on for a photo.
Then rode south (and heard a white-throated sparrow for the first time this year!) into the wind toward Meadowbrook Park, though did not plan to stop. Focused on the movement of the ride, though have to admit that “mind-stuff” still snuck in for attention: thoughts about limits, anger, forgiveness, confusion….. It was lol funny then to recall the German-accented words of Ekhart Tolle in Practicing the Power of Now that I’d been listening to lately: “Irritation arises….”
Like when I stopped at the new traffic lights at Windsor Road. There was a bit of AM “rush ” traffic (though lighter because of spring break), so it seemed to fill some kind of need. Irritation also can dissolve.
Rode through the construction at Clark-Lindsay to the left and a lot of cutting of trees and clearing of undergrowth to the right: a corridor of change.
The bridge was a good place to hear birds: woodpeckers and one very vocal bluejay.
A little way down, the road opened into black, early spring fields: ah, space!
Passed the University egg sales outlet during that tiny window of time when it’s open but was not properly equipped to buy.
Stopped at Old Church Road
Then when I turned back, was able to ride the wind:
The wind’s at my back,
But in front the air is calm
As I race homeward.