11/9/11
It must have been 70, or at least high 60’s. A seasonably warm day by any New England standard for early November and yet hiding in the woods were pancake like mounds of snow. These dirt, stone and tree part riddled piles of churned ice spoke of the remarkable change in recent weather. Today it was a pair of shorts and a tight synthetic top. Colin led the familiar route taken during a ‘lunch break run’. It was filled with bs’n and moments of work. Just kind of care free and easy going; it was a real treat. Even through winter’s footsteps are marching up the front steps today the knock on the door was summer.
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