Tomorrow is the official first day of spring. Last week at home the temperatures got into the 90’s (F). Great hiking for me. Snow in the mountains is melting. We are starting to get blooms on the desert floor. All is good 🙂
Well it was good until I got on an airplane and 4 hours later landed at O’Hare International Airport. Well, I thought it was O’Hare. Obviously I must have landed in some parallel temperature universe. Seems the temperatures are…
well, shall we say a tad bit degrees colder. Someone here in Illinois must have lost the keys to the springtime padlock.
Hiking has been awful – along with the cold weather, there has been this constant wind from the west. I must be living in some separate reality.
In addition to the cold, I have been threatened and attacked by retarded geese. Now, I don’t know a lot about geese, other than they can make a good meal and their down make wonderfully warm clothing and sleeping bags. But a smart goose would migrate south; somewhere nice and warm like Florida, Arizona or California. Not these silly geese. They are hanging out by this frozen pond I have been walking by twice a day. The sit there lying in wait, poised to attack me. It has been a weird trip. Maybe I fell into a rabbit hole and the people who live here must be crazy or mad to live in this cold place.
“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, or you wouldn’t have come here.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland