I felt very fortunate to have the day off today, and to get in my first mountain bike ride of the season in the foothills. Blue sky, grass as green as it gets, a huge hawk soaring languidly overhead, birds calling quietly, water running in the streams - this is the Boise foothills in the spring. What an amazing thing we have right in our back yard. Hardly any wildflowers yet, just a tiny spot of color here and there, but there'll be lots more of that to look forward to in the weeks to come...

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