i don't know how I feel about these shorter days. Okay, I know I don't like them, and this weekend has been cold and rainy to boot. I debated all day with myself to walk, or not to walk, the skies looked crazy, threatening to rain at any second. But 3:00 i said fuck it, loaded a bowl, and put on my coat. It was a beautiful afternoon, not a drop on me. I took my usually route, then a little farther. I saw the bison, casting pools, and the windmill. I made it all the way down to the beach, just in time for a cold but gorgeous sunset.
