I pedaled joyfully on golden paths through the aspen groves that still had their leaves.
And Shyla ran through them with similar joy!
I may have savored yesterday even more because I knew what was on the way. This was the sight out our window this morning. As a side note, that line of ten chairs is R's rehab tunnel - he crawls through them forward and backward SEVEN times daily. The Runner has shoveled them out so that R and I can resume his rehab soon. We need to wait for the ice on the deck to melt first!
I know that I'm not good at the autumn to winter transition because I tend to mourn the end of long warm mountain bike rides. The key thing is for me to get out in the snow and remember that it can be fun! Shyla loved it from our first instant outside!
The weather here can make such wild swings. Last week, I wore shorts and a sleeveless jersey to ride my bike, feeling the sunshine on my shoulders. Today, it was about 18°F, and I was bundled up like I was riding in the Arctic Circle.
If it's like other years, we have more warm autumn days ahead of us. This snow will melt, and we will, once again, marvel at the warmth of the sun.