Pushin' Spring...

Another frosty morning, but I look for signs of Spring anyway, my brother-in-law sent a picture of a crocus blooming in North Carolina, but I look for squirrels bounding along the trees and fence in back, and they aren't there. I check Facebook and find a cousin going on a biker charity food drive, temperature in the forty-so area, has Goldwing and good intentions, in Arkansas. I spend my time before the wife awakes deleting old emails, lots of old emails until I get down to the savers, two different accounts - and I have two work emails, too. How does such a recluse get so connected? although I don't dance on Facebook like some folks do, I did add books read to this year, I delinked some websites, finding one gone before I got there... every once in awhile I have to remind myself that real life is only imitated on the Internet, virtually friends and family are never going to take the place of reaching out and holding someone's hand or - not me! - giving someone a real hug. The vibrations and jello-like wiggles and bounces of a friend with a deep belly laugh are so much better than the ROFL mark on my screen. And although she may be the latest Swimsuit model on the beach, she is only two dimensional while that bank teller wearing her best revealingly (so daring and darling) can produce a smile if I get my act together and tease her just for our moment counting my money (three dimensions, warm and fragrant).

Okay, I am convinced, time to exercise, hit the road work, the motorcycle maintenance, shower and off to visit the Capital of Washington State and the Natural Resources Building for a briefing and a new challenge. Life is good, then they pull the plug and it gets better.