Riding the bus to work this morning, I thought about how incredibly friendly the drivers are. Good morning! Have a wonderful day! – to every one who steps on or off. Most often, they don’t even get a reply.
The short walk from bus to school is terribly plain. I rarely take out my camera. My mind is on classes and I have no patience for finding elements of beauty in very ordinary city blocks.
But today, I did notice that we are finally catching up with the crocuses I saw on the east coast several weeks back. They deserve a spot on Ocean.
After the last class, I walked to a meet-up point with Ed. A terribly plain walk. Made plainer by the slowness of the coming of spring.
Except, at the meet up point, there was this handful of purple. So you get this as well.
Crocuses coming and going. A purple majesty, though without the mountain.
Other thoughts on the day? It was cold enough that when Ed generously hauled me off to a dinner out, I opted for a steaming bowl of fish soup.