It is one of those days you dream about in the darkest, dreariest, coldest damp days of winter. A warm day in February when you dig out those shorts from last summer, praying they still fit after weeks of sedentary winter-couch-potato-wrapped-in-a-blanket-hibernation. And you haul them out of storage, and they barely fit, and you don’t care if you are showing off your legs in all their pallid, flabby glory.
IT’S WARM AND SUNNY OUTSIDE!
AND YOU WANT TO DO EVERYSINGLEWARMWEATHERTHING YOU LIKE TO DO –
ALL IN ONE DAY.
Go for a run
Ride a bike
Visit a sidewalk cafe
Have a picnic
Go for a ride with the top down
Hike in the woods
How about fishing at Shelley Lake?
Or feeding the ducks and geese?
Or the seagulls?
One bite for the birds; two for me!
“HUMANS! They’re just like us!”