Here Comes The Sun

Go find it.
It's out there.
The promise of Spring.

It's in the breeze that fails to generate a negative wind chill.
It's in the glowing hint of a sunrise on a bike ride to work.

It's in the patch of gravel peeking from a crusted bed of ice.
It's in the prairie grass poking through a snow drift in the ditch.

It's in the ragged, shedding coat of a majestic American bison.
It's in the plaintive bark of a prairie dog seeking cover in a snowy field.
It's in the joyous chirp of a Western Meadowlark perched on a wooden fence post.

It's in the pounce of a puppy at a park astonished with the big world outside.
It's in the anticipation of a family cruising the bike path for the opening of Armadillo's.

It's in the knowing smile of a cyclist pushing a too-tall gear just to feel a little speed again.
It's in the giddiness of a gravel grinder busting out to explore a maybe-rideable remote road.

The promise of Spring.
It's out there.
Go find it.

For a little musical mojo, here's the unofficial anthem of Spring for the past 50 years:  Here Comes The Sun, by singer/song writer George Harrison (Beatles, Abbey Road, 1969). This song just sounds like a Spring sunrise.

Here Comes The Sun (lyrics)

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,

And I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right
It's all right