Yesterday, the president stole the sun from my morning bike ride. Daylight savings this early in the season covers my favorite cherry treed street with darkness, instead of sun drenched crisp air and a petal fall that makes my wheels spin. Damn. There will be nothing but leaves by the time the light returns to that ride.
Today, I climbed down the six rungs through the circular hole in the floor to reach the crawl space basement at school. I walked West ducking my head to avoid pipes, one of which must have burst, as the building hadn't had heat for since yesterday. I exited in the main science department store room, up the rusted rungs and out into another teaching day!
