was contemplating taking the day off to recover, but really wanted to get muscles warm so i went for a bike ride.
about 10 miles, little bit hilly, but a lot of sloping downhill, which was awesome. pushed a little bit. overall, just wanted to warmup so i can stretch.
i will describe the scene from my bicycle this evening.
there is no better place than western mass. in the fall. even on this first day of fall, the leaves have already started to get a little bit darker green, some beginning to rust and show signs of their color to come.
the sun, blazing orange against deep purple, pink, and blue. as you trace the skyline away from the sun, the purple, pinks, and blue begin to soften and fade.
the smell is that of leaves, just starting to rot, the moisture left over from the morning and evening dew, soon to be replaced by frost. mixed with the leaves, still the freshness of summer, bringing you back to just weeks earlier. amid these two, you can detect the fertilizer, the earthy and robust smell.
the air nips at you, but still it comforts you. fading into twilight, to be repeated tomorrow.
stretching now.
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