Betty Foy’s bloom: the surest sign of spring.
Last week, the awkward weather felt like neither winter nor spring. Suddenly this week – spring! Granted, it’s the chilly and rainy spring, not the sunny and flowery spring, but beggars vs. choosers, etc.
You may have noticed that this photo is from a warm day last month, not from today. Betty and I were together both days and that’s pretty much how outside looked today, so close enough.
I was so cheerful about spring, I took a joy ride during my lunch break, in addition to my 10-mile commute. Betty and I flew up and down and all around downtown, Navy Pier, Grant Park, crunching both the city gravel and the lakefront sand beneath her tires. Riding Betty felt like a dream, a cloud, a scoop of gelato. And fast – vroom vroom!
For once after lunch, I did not want to curl up and take a nap. A small miracle. Does anyone else steal away during the 9-to-5 for a ride? I often go for long walks, but not rides. That will change as the season does, I’m sure.