Dark for dark deeds

The seasons have wended their way to the point that I'm getting up before the sun.  And the air is dry.  Light show of static electricity when I put on my clothes...

On the other end of the day, Wife and I are now taking our evening walk in gathering gloom, while the sun drops below the trees before 6:00 PM.

I think I hear the crunch of advancing glaciers from the north.

Tuesday roadkill report

Squashed squirrels, both red and gray, and flat snakes.  Once again, the snakes were on the paved shoulder/breakdown lane, indicating malice.

Open letter to the little black car coming the other way, out near the bog:  if you have such a pressing need to pass in spite of conditions, you are supposed to also have a siren and light bar.  You sack of shit.

Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the ride?  Nice day, cool enough that I started off with my Polartec jacket and only removed it at the mid-ride water break.  More trees turning, with the first sugar maples starting.  Not sure how many more rides I'll get in this year, even if I don't end up dead in a ditch.  Winter is coming.

15.25 miles, 1:06:23