It seems that as the days grow longer and the air milder, I am less focused on my immediate space than I am when I'm exhaling steam and there's snow and ice around me. Could it be that I simply have to notice more (ice patches and such) immediately in front of, and around, me during the winter? Or does my scope increase when I remove hoods, balaclavas and such and have only my helmet on my head?
Maybe I've discovered a corollary to the material world: Perhaps the human field of vision expands when warmed and contracts when chilled.
Hmm...Could I have made some discovery that, for once and for all, links the physical sciences with what we know about human consciousness?
All right...Before I get all grandiose on you (too late?), I'll show you a couple of things I saw while riding to work this week. There's nothing profound here: just a couple of moments I captured on my cell phone.
Make what you will of this, but the things that make me happiest about Spring are cherry blossoms and lilacs. Both came late this year, which is probably why they seemed all the more vivid to me. I paid ten bucks for a bouquet of lilacs that's on my table. Perhaps I could have taken them from here:
With the money I saved, maybe I wouldn't have to ask, "How much is that doggie in the window?"
Instead, I'd leave it to Patti Page: