Transition

Spring in Alaska has always been an enigma to me. To the majority of humans it's not warm by any standards, but a sunny clear day of 50 degrees is pretty epic up here. I saw people playing softball in the park, lots of bike riders, joggers, and walkers. The street sweeping brigade came through Mountain View today and the line painting truck made its way through yesterday. While jacketless weather is still a few weeks away, the energy of longer days is kicking in. It'll be no time before you'll be subjected to fishing reports and minor minor league baseball.