I think summer came to Wisconsin yesterday, and maybe if we’re very lucky it will stay for a while. It may even stay all weekend.
Yesterday was the first day I walked around outside in shirt sleeves. Other people were doing it when temps hit the 40s and 50s, and I may have run from the house to the car in that weather but I wasn’t walking around comfortably in it until yesterday. Yesterday I even had my sleeves rolled up and I dawdled, even strolled as I walked around in the sunshine. Yesterday was the day I remind myself of in the middle of January when it’s so cold outside that frost builds up on the hairs in my nose.
It was so beautifully warm outside that we enjoyed a dinner of falafel and hummus on the patio at Banzo on the east side of town, across from the park, and revelled in every moment of it. After we went home, I got my bike down out of the rafters in the garage where it hangs all winter and took a short ride around the neighborhood, not too far, because I’ve been cooped up all winter and I didn’t want to overdo it.
And now the sun is coming up and it looks like another clear day is on its way. It’s going to be hard to keep myself from gazing out the window at the clear blue sky all day long.
This Is Drivel 