I'm feeling tired, I don't know why, but I did manage to commute by bicycle today, taking it slow. Spring proceeds rapidly, and there is an abundance of fresh greenery.
(Posting title is from the poem I Am a Parcel of Vain Strivings Tied by Henry David Thoreau.)
Monday, May 14, 2012
And here I bloom for a short hour unseen
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