I have to tell you — there really is something about spring in Boulder.
It’s better than summer and fall. After this winter, it’s for damn sure better than winter. And I dig it.
I love how I can head out and stroll along Pearl Street and feel a gentle breeze sweep in. I love the way birds seem to serenade me as I’m on a bike ride along the north section of Broadway. I love how the mud is beginning to turn into something you can ride a moutain bike on and how I’ll have to bid my cross bike adieu until the next season.
I love the way the sky sweeps across the background of every view I take in, as if it’s saying, “No really — look all you want. There’s more where that came from.” I love the view from atop Mt. Sanitas, no matter the weather.
Because it’s spring. And I just wanted to share a few beautiful pictures I took recently of this place we all know and love, a little place called Boulder. Enjoy — and no, this isn’t an April Fool’s joke.
