If you used your bike to get to work today, you were either happy (it was warm), or supremely pissed (it rained hard and at unexpected times).
I managed to stay with the happy.
I missed the morning rains by an inch...
...and even though my pack got the mud splash from the lake shore path, I thought it was a fine day to ride...
...until the weather turned even more strange. Warm. Windy. Wildly beautiful. Then just plain wild.
So many things that appear threatening turn out tame, and so many innocent ideas grow to be ferocious before you know it. You just need to take heed.
I pedaled home as the winds picked up and the light faded.
Tomorrow promises to be much much cooler. These days, I take them as they come.