Though a busy weekend was planned, with relatives visiting from out of town, I was able to ride both Saturday and Sunday, and take a few photos along the way.
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Such a relief to see white clouds floating serenely in a sea of heavenly blue:
And the first tree leaves are out! The yearly miracle has once more occurred. It's so windy I have to hold the branch to get any kind of clear photo:
Though this tree doesn't look anything like my idea of a willow, the leaves are decidedly willow-like, so I conclude it must be a member of the Salix genus. (I've been reading my tree book lately in an effort to get beyond oaks and maples.)
The sheep are out, too, at the farm up the road - the first I've seen of them this year.
The lambs are a good size already, and seem happy to be out in the sun with their dams, who bleat cheerfully as I pass.
The rest of the ride is spent in climbing short hills and fighting a stiff headwind on the way home. Wind notwithstanding, any ride under skies like these is a good one.
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Sunday I ride over to the next town for a family lunch at my dad's apartment. (Dad is finally home again after several more weeks in hospital and rehab.)
My route lies along the river, which is pretty high at the moment. Many trees are up to their waists in water:
On the way home I stop for a look at this huge old willow:
Though its trunk is split and gnarled with age...
...a delicately lovely canopy of leaves falls like a fountain from its branches.
The catkins and leaves are the freshest pale green, blushing faintly at their tips:
If winter is the price we must pay for such sights as these, I think it's worth it.
Two good rides under sunny skies, with the promise of more to come.
How was your weekend?
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