This is, by far, my favorite time of year to ride my bicycle. It’s not horribly hot (yet), the threat of rain has mostly passed, and the city has sprung into bloom.
Although it’s a bit too early in the year for the night-blooming jasmine (something I still really miss about Hollywood. There’s not nearly as much of it on the west side), the honeysuckle is flowering, so the city smells pretty good in places (in other places, not so much), and the hibiscus flowers hide the graffiti-covered walls.
Even my neighbor’s unpruned rose bushes are producing some spectacular flowers, waving in the wind like thorny antennae.
My favorite though, are the Jacaranda trees.
Most of the year, these trees are only remarkable for the terrible mess they make, but in the spring they’re transformed into Seussian purple clouds that make a very colorful terrible mess.
Sadly, the Jacaranda bloom for a very short time and it’s just about over, so I’ve been trying to enjoy it while I can.
Also, gas is really expensive (for America) and I’m unemployed, so more biking is better.