This could be a picture of the last few years of my life.
Note the sun, bright and cheerful, lighting up the sky and surrounding landscape. The leafless trees keep getting in the way, blocking the light and casting shadows between the sun and myself. The frozen snow prevents the rays from warming my skin. But still, the contrast of light and shadow make a beautiful picture. What would one be without the other. I said this 'could' be a picture of the last few years of my life.  The difference is that the trees still cast shadows but there are a multitude of leaves and the snow is almost gone causing the sun to pinch my skin.  I am just passing by one of those shadows now.  I am finishing a difficult but fulfilling experience in northern Alberta. I will be  flying out of this..... 
....and riding into this.....
My plans for this winter were interrupted for three months. I made a choice and I am not sorry. But now I must continue on the road I started out on.  In a few days I will be in the saddle again and Sunna is going to take me to places I have never seen before.  
 
Some days take as long to end as a snowman melting in January.  At the end of that day you feel like the colour in your life has turned to grey and your flexibility is all but gone.
But then you notice a warm light coming in the window and you look outside.  There on the western horizon the sun is tossing happy energy at your heart.  You stand and soak it up and you realize that Someone is trying to tell you that life is good. And you believe it. 
You believe it even though the color of the sunset reminds you that your motorcycle is over a thousand miles south of where  you are standing  in the Mexican orange colored snow.  
....and you try to hang on to that "life is good" kind of feeling because for a second there.....you really feel like shit.