The season is in full swing from a riding and bizness standpoint. Every minute of every day seems to be accounted for, even if only to watch rain dripping steadily from an eave or turning lazily and sloppily into wet snowfall.
Somebody's gotta do it...
Flowers are blooming, blossoms on trees are fading, soon to be replaced by fruit. The world is green, except where it isn't, and around here that's where we put the tires, which is what puts grins on our faces.
As always, words can't quite paint the picture quite the way a million-plus pixels can.