Friday, September 29, 2006

Nice Autumn Day

I had a great ride in to work today. It was quite brisk. The sky spread out forever, it seemed, and was totally clear, save one contrail following an airplane. The tops of the hills were somewhat warmer than the valleys after the sun began to peak out above the horizon.

The cold air always tries to find any tiny opening by which to access my skin. When it does, it feels like a cold finger probing me. I react by trying to close the opening. I think the cold likes that.