Yellow Jerseys

This evening, while riding my bike home from work,
I noticed a lot of people riding with yellow jerseys on.
It seemed that it was more than a coincidence,
that they were wearing them the day after Lance won
his seventh straight Tour de France.

As it turned out, I too was wearing yellow,
but that was a coincidence.
My t-shirt was a light yellow,
where the TDF jersey is a bright yellow.

This got me thinking about how I'm saddened
by Armstrong not racing anymore,
as he retired after winning this year.
It is more than just not seeing him race anymore,
but that it is the end of an era,
a new time in our lives.

When he won his first TDF, I was 30 years old.
My Nieces and Nephew were a whole lot younger,
and one wasn't even born yet.
I wasn't working in Toronto yet,
and it was still 2 years before I moved to T.O.

A lot of my friends got married during those 7 years.
I bought a new car, as well as a condo during this time.
A whole lot has changed.

DB.

37th Summer

Today I heard my first Cicada's of the summer,
for me that sound signifies summer.

It's been a very hot and humid few weeks,
and I was sitting in Mom & Dad's backyard.
It was early evening, and the Cicada's were
up in the Locust trees.

It had rained earlier in the day,
the first heavy rain in weeks.
The garden was still wet, and the
trees and plants were looking lush and green.

DB