Wilson and I managed to get another nice ride in today, this time at a local park with a 6 mile loop. We did the first loop at 15 mph. It felt good, with a few nice hills to test ourselves and then zip down the other side.
We split up for the second loop. Wilson did it at 17.7 mph, pretty good considering the heavy hybrids we ride, but I took considerably longer, stopping for photos all along the way. It is a good year for berries. There should be some happy wildlife.
The berries cried out to be knit up - in particular, I’m thinking that black-blue against scarlet Virginia creeper would be a wonderful combination for a patterned mitten. But the asters were crying out that autumn was really here, and the coneflowers stated in no uncertain terms that summer was gone.
Gone long enough from the blog that you may have thought they were over, here is a sighting of my second ‘brainless’ sock. I got past the gusset at the monthly Drunken Knit Night (lace not recommended) at Merlin’s Rest, a wonderful pub with a sense of humor. I am starting to believe I just might finish these one day!
I hope your transition to fall is going well, though I suspect you won’t really be feeling it for another month or so. Virginia summers linger much longer than Minnesota summers, even when we actually have one*.
P.S. You know what they say about MN - 3 months of good ice fishing, 9 months of bad ice fishing. It was just about exactly true this summer, when it was so cold in July and August that my standard tomatoes actually stopped blooming.