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riding toward year-end

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Hard to believe it is December.  Even harder to believe when the temperatures are in the 70’s (F).

Christmas decorations are on mailboxes, trees and houses as we pass by … in shorts and short sleeves.

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The Sandhill Cranes have started to arrive on their annual migration.  Many of them won’t even continue on to places further south; huge numbers are now wintering here at our nearby Hiwassee Wildlife Refuge.

It all feels strange.  But I will enjoy the warm days on my bike, and on my back porch.  Snow and cold feel like some kind of fantasy.

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riding through puddles

The weather continues to mystify me.  Heavy rains and severe storms have rolled through the area, and to see tornado destruction in AL and AR in January is mind boggling.  I cannot bear the thought of a repeat of last spring – and we’re still in the middle of what is supposed to be winter.

Rain or not, I needed to get out today.  It was gusty but warm, and I revisited a road I hadn’t ridden in quite a while.  Cows, barns, creeks (overflowing) and plenty of mud. But I still have fun riding through puddles…

the warm before the storm

December ... in shorts

It is December.  And we are riding in shorts.

Do you ever have those days when your responsible self says:  I really should stay at home and get (fill in the blank) done, or do this or do that… ?   And then of course you completely ignore it.  OK, well maybe you don’t.

With the holidays looming, I have a fairly lengthy to-do list – which does not exactly include spending a few hours goofing around on bikes.  Oh well.  But there is a pretty serious storm and rain event in the forecast, so we decided to take advantage of the calm before the storm.  (So if you don’t receive a Christmas card, you’ll know why).

I will also take this opportunity to thank my amazing husband for going out of his way to let me selfishly spend my time this entire weekend doing the things that amuse me (biking, photo-ing, sewing, reading, knitting, movie-watching, napping, etc.), as well as for his unending patience in letting me take his photo – repeatedly – while riding.  He’s actually trying to get somewhere, while I’m completely distracted by the lines of the road and a fence, and a field full of cows…

“Can you just go back down the hill and ride back up toward me so I can get a shot from up here?”  (Sometimes said not just once, but several times…)  Be glad you don’t have to ride with me…  😉

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in the White Oak Valley

Indian summer-winter?

 

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It is winter.  And not really.  We’ve had a stretch of crazy warm days, with the thermometer reaching into the upper 60’s F.  It’s the stuff of riding in shorts, in short sleeves, of walking outside barefoot.  A ride past my neighbor’s field and the song of (too-)early Spring Peepers.   Vanishing memories of the snow of recent days past.

January?!

The warm weather makes me restless.   Feelings of wanderlust, longing for variation in the routine … metamorphosis, transformation.  Not exactly sure why.

Maybe in a few days it will snow, and I will return to normal (whatever that is)?

 

uphill on January 30 .... yes, in shorts

summing up January (aka ... shortening my camera's lifespan)