
Another day, another bike ride. This was about 16km, and started at the coffee shop, where I noticed I was that weirdo who wears a Slaughterhouse-Five T‑shirt but reads Bluebeard.[1]A Vonnegut book is a Vonnegut book, though.
Then I noodled around town for a bit, and out into the countryside, where I took photos of a tree…

…and some hydro lines.

Then back into town, where I saw—
Look, I know some of you can’t wait for Pumpkin Spice Cable-Knit Sweater time, but I’m not ready to let go of summer yet. So this little cluster of yellow leaves felt particularly cruel, at least to me.

Ah well. So it goes, as Kurt Vonnegut[2]Full circle. would say.