Wells Avenue has been postponed three times, Punxsutawney Phil has been indicted and I have yet to do a structured workout. The sugaring buckets have come and gone, but I saw real signs of spring on today's ride. The first daffodils tips poking up were in Weston but didn't think to snap a photo. The next spouts were in Lincoln:
But the crocuses turned up in Needham. Bottom line: if I'm laying down the bike to snap photos of sprouts, spring is overdue.
