Wednesday Roadkill Report
Nov. 1st, 2006 02:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jhetleyYes! Roadkill! Just when you thought it was safe!
One dead yearling raccoon, out near the entry to the city forest.
We warmed up to nearly 60 F this afternoon, so I snatched another bike ride from the jaws of winter. This brings me to approximately 1600 miles for the year, a satisfactory number even if paltry to dedicated cyclists like Mr. Riddle or Ms. Bray. I suspect that this represents The End. Time to wax up the skis.
The recent wind and rain stripped almost all the leaves, even the oaks and beeches --those can hold on to their leaves, brown and yellow respectively, all through winter, some years. Tamaracks have turned to Aldo Leopold's smoky gold, declaring hunting season open.
And water was up over the road in the bog, flowing in a sheet about a hundred feet wide and half an inch deep. Spring conditions, almost. I managed to time my passage so as to avoid cars and therefore a drenching.
One dead yearling raccoon, out near the entry to the city forest.
We warmed up to nearly 60 F this afternoon, so I snatched another bike ride from the jaws of winter. This brings me to approximately 1600 miles for the year, a satisfactory number even if paltry to dedicated cyclists like Mr. Riddle or Ms. Bray. I suspect that this represents The End. Time to wax up the skis.
The recent wind and rain stripped almost all the leaves, even the oaks and beeches --those can hold on to their leaves, brown and yellow respectively, all through winter, some years. Tamaracks have turned to Aldo Leopold's smoky gold, declaring hunting season open.
And water was up over the road in the bog, flowing in a sheet about a hundred feet wide and half an inch deep. Spring conditions, almost. I managed to time my passage so as to avoid cars and therefore a drenching.
