It's the first time I've worn shorts since early October. Sandals for the first time was a week back. Hummingbirds trill through the valley and we rush to get out the feeders. The narrow-gage whistles, heralding the start of a new season in our Sahel.
I opted to ride my bicycle over to get a shot and beer. The melodrama's on its second weekend, giving our fair 'berg its slice of class by virtue of theater. Snowbums spoke in tongues of lamination at the upcoming closing of Loveland for the season, although, A-Basin could be open until July, what with the snowpack along the pass, and the hardcore types will find those snowfields that don't melt out of spite and the junky's need to ride.
So it goes...
The sunset is striking when I ride home and the air was brisk against my bare legs. Fantastic. The bartender mentioned it was difficult to hug me. So I swept her off her feet so we could see eye to eye and she'd be able reach. It was easy.
A romantic might swoon at such a thing, but I ain't romantic. I can sweep a girl off her feet in the same way a lot of people look up to me; I'm really fucking tall. Freakishly so, Jezebel used to say, but I would correct my best friend; superfreak, for I am superfreaky.
Yesterday shorts were out here too, and the glare from the pale skin was blinding. We haven't hit 70 yet, but getting close. I try not to get too anticipatory, every year we have snow in May, and sometimes in June.
ReplyDeleteBack when I skied this was my favorite time of year; crowds down, corn snow, a bit of judicious self-medication, and zinc oxide to my nose (about the only place I've not had a melanoma yet, guess it worked) and off we'd go.
Yeh, it was low sixties. Three years ago, it snowed from May seventh until the Thursday before Memorial Day. Sometimes, it stuck. It snowed in June four years back.
DeleteI snowshoe, and the snow's not been conducive to that since March. Kind of frustrating. But, for the crowds, the early or late and transition time are the best part of a season.
I've had enough of snow, melodramas and laminated tongues! Bring on the heady delirium of summer!
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It's coming. Sooner than you think, but later than you hope ;).
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