Musings at Minkiewicz Studios LLC: Rites of Spring: Harleys and Surf Guitar

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So it’s fitting this blog entry comes during spring, a time of rebirth and renewal blooming from the desolation of winter.In Idaho, spring isn’t heralded just by the Canadian geese and the gluttonous rush of the Snake River, but by the rumble of Harleys! Yet the nanosecond the weather warms in spring, these impressive machines are coaxed into gleaming glory by loving polishing hands and ignited awake from their winter slumber, to thunder out in eager hordes as if to chase away the winter solstice. Each day blessed with glorious spring weather will cause the roads to be generously seeded with these two-wheeled harbingers of summer, as social bonds are re-affirmed and new adventures are mapped out and planned.Another messenger of Spring for me is surf music. My signed poster (above left) beams like a beacon in my office during winter's grey gloom, promising Spring just around the next sunrise.I love Spring. I shall rejoice in their new shoots and buds, and daydream of luxurious gardens full of secret places, inner moments and the buzz of tended Nature flourishing unabashedly.So I sit here, typing this blog entry listening to The Ventures with all the windows open, and gazing at my tulips popping up in my flowerbed as my husband polishes the chrome on his Fatboy.
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