Eyes Open While Riding on a Vespa

Walking through a local park with Kim and Junior the bloom of flowers on ornamental trees, the emergence of color on Redbuds, and the sudden, shocking splash of green across the landscape scream Spring. And with it comes memories of my riding on a Vespa scooter through fields and mountains in springs past that cause tremors in my resolve to keep the scooter and motorcycle unused during the COVID-19 pandemic.

I’m grateful for the wonderful memories of past rides and it doesn’t take long to conjure scenes and experiences that cause my imagination to glow.

When I close my eyes and think of spring riding what comes to mind is the warmth and color. Those first rides tell me I can finally stop girding myself for the cold and embrace a different experience. And the broad strokes of green remind me that the world is alive and well. And now during the current pandemic I’m reminded of how fragile we really are as humans and as a civilization.

Nature can slap us down in an instant.

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