The weather has a way with doing that,
catching us half dressed,
chewing the last corner of burnt toast,
jumping for a ride that can’t deliver.
Cold Ride
Krater Café
Words and Images by Richard Reeve
The weather has a way with doing that,
catching us half dressed,
chewing the last corner of burnt toast,
jumping for a ride that can’t deliver.
The weather shows us we can’t always control life, and for me that is the funny part!
Controlling life, an exercise in futility.
That made me shiver. Luckily I got a warmer day for my bike ride this afternoon.
Glad to hear it.
A familiar image!
(I grew up in Toronto)