Spring is coming, and I have the strongest urge to leave work behind and go walkabout. I flew in from Los Angeles to Denver Friday night, and as we came into the city with the sun setting behind the plane, I could see my beloved Colorado mountains with the sun, low in the sky, striking off the snow.
Spring is coming. Soon the meadows will be full of wildflowers, and the streams full of trout. Time to wander.
Listening to: Steely Dan - "My Old School"