Apocalypse now

Air temperature 55 F, dew point 48, NW wind about 10 mph, mostly cloudy. Maybe bike ride.

Thursday color report

Red maples doing a good show out in the bog, not so much in the uplands yet. Some sugar maples blazing. Lot of asters, goldenrod, and butter-and-eggs by the roadside.

One dead red squirrel, several grays.

Temperature in the mid 50s F so I added the light ski top over my bike gear and got out for a ride. Each one may be the last for the year. Windier than I would have preferred. Did not die.

15.30, 1:15:45

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As is often the case, the last rose of summer has metamorphosed into the first rose of autumn . . .

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With so much bullshit flying around, who needs artificial fertilizer?