Thoughts on a winter’s day

Was noticing the slight change in the weather as January gave way to February – it’s not warmer, there’s no sun shining through the low scud, but something feels different. I think my internal clock has noticed the hours of daylight are growing longer, and I hear more motorcycles than I have recently. Quite late one recent evening while laying in bed I caught the throaty growl of a Harley twin pulling the grade on I-90 a mile away. A long steady roar – somebody was braving the chill, and then it faded and was gone. Surely spring is closing in and I’m Jonesing for the road one more time…


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