Winter starts soon up here. Still some red and bright yellow in the woods on my chilly bike ride today, but lots of bare trees too. And the brooks (see pic) are pretty stark. But for some reason, I find this dark November oddly appealing. Everything gets a touch more real when you’re outdoors. And SO cozy when you’re in. Stacked a cord of firewood last weekend. Gonna have to quit biking and rowing soon… spend more time in front of the fire. And out in our super-warm barn for workouts. Until there’s enough snow on the ground to XC Ski. Oh boy. Let’s face it: life in these hills is a paradise. Lucky old us, as Hilly always says.