Thanks Dom. It was hard not to stop for that picture.

Its was a reasonably fine time to ride considering the quality of the snow and the temperature. At least that’s what I tell myself. But I’m happy to ride in above freezing temperatures for awhile…

Thanks Linda. Spring must be here for good now.

The dogs add an element to life that’s hard to describe to those people who have never shared a life with them. They are work, can be frustrating and are demanding at times. They also reflect lessons in living that are hard to miss and valuable beyond treasure. Two of them are staring at me now and I know what they’re thinking….

Due to my slowness in responding I feel much safer in saying that there will be no more snow. No more! It is pretty stuff, not always terrible to ride in but always makes some sort of mess of the Vespa. But that’s fine.

Ancient volcano? No, no — Mount Nittany is a truncated syncline…

I was dreading yet another forecast of snow (even though it would likely be the last), and was seriously relived that all we got around Asbury-way was soggy rain, albeit seriously cold soggy rain. Today was mighty crisp, temp-wise, but sunny, and I was able to dress for the ride without feeling bulbous. It was essentially an errand ride, with lots of traffic to deal with, but still enjoyable.

No dogs to placate, but one cat whose bowl I’d neglected to refill. She was chill about it.

Thank you for giving us those wonderful memories.

And then there is the snow, on hillsides, on the verge of country roads,
on my garden and yours, and also on your two resident two Begian sheep dogs.

You do realize Steve, Mother Nature is tempting you to ride in the snow, and me unable to ride to contemplate same. I look at my truck normally pristine at this time of year, covered with a shade of white from salt-covered snow, plus road soil collected from rural roads, me in search of that eleusive photograph. Much like you on two wheels photographing the ancient volcano known as Mount Nittany.