When my bear wakes up for spring (It likes to have water)

I’m ok with many things.
I’m ok with the way every night on Vancouver Island feels like the perfect Halloween.
I’m ok with reflections of the Rocky Mountains in glacier waters.
I’m ok with the wait for an agua fresca at the best Taqueria in town.
I’m ok with people talking too fast when they are exited.
I’m ok with people driving slow on Sundays.
I’m ok with glistening monuments on Memorial Day.
I’m ok that bears wake up in the spring.
It’s ok, they just want some water.