Coming across a local Christmas tree farm moved thinking from birthday to another season. Christmas will be here in less than a month. Time is flying.
The ride at times felt like a dream, a scene from Lord of the Rings with familiar places transformed into new ones.
Riding this time of year when the temperature drops below freezing it’s important to anticipate problems. This snow-covered road exits from a clear dry road. On warm days I would enter this road at 40mph. Knowing it might now be dry I crawled on at 10. Good thing too because at a higher speed I would have lost control. In cold weather, you can never ride faster than you can see.
Never.
The message of this picture: I have little traffic to contend with as I navigate the snow and ice. And there was a lot of ice hidden beneath the light dusting of snow.
A view from Schlow Library towards the Vespa. By the time I sat down at a table by the window my thoughts were complete and I wrote something to Kim — a fine morning, a fine ride, and a fine day.
It’s been like a dream…