Maybe a bike ride

Air temperature 63 F, wind southeast about 9 mph, partly cloudy. Drone of a C-130's engines wafting across the city.

A tree lies dying

Chainsaw and wood-chipper noises coming from the direction of the local park.

Thursday foliage report

A few upland trees have turned color, spots of red in a sea of green. Asters asters uber alles, bumblebees working the blooms for all they are worth. Bracken going brown or golden.

Roadkill limited to a couple of gray squirrels and a possible painted turtle.

More of the local KC-135s parked near my water stop. I suspect the paving work has disturbed their nests.

Across town and back, windy, sticky-warm. Did not die.

15.79 miles, 1:22:37

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Politics here and now consists of individuals and groups screaming, "If I can't have my way, I'll shut the whole system down."