In Which We Get Some Taste of Summer

Wednesday morning sunrise, C Avenue Pond.

Fall arrived officially this week, but the weather felt rather summer-like. There were a few clouds, but whatever rain there was in this area of the continent stayed to our north. I rode all of the work days this week.

And the rides were OK. At a meeting today at work, I noted that each week seems like a month, something the VP of academic affairs agreed with. “And each weekend seems like 10 minutes,” he said.

Even in this derecho year, however, it was nice to have some warm early fall weather. It was mid 80s as I came home today, but it was a bit breezy, and when the sun starts to go down it cools off a bit at this time of year. Darkness will be longer than the days for the next six months—so it’s good to know I have plenty of lights. I need to change some batteries. Something to do during my 10 minutes this weekend.

Truck clearing debris Monday.

Streets are still largely clogged by tree debris from a storm back in August—but I’ve been seeing plenty of trucks out picking the debris up. I’m used to it, but as my rides in the morning and evening grow a bit dimmer, it will be nice to see the debris gone, and there is progress being made.

The bike lanes on C Avenue, an important part of my usually biking route, are still clogged, but trucks have been working the neighborhood just west of that stretch of C Avenue. The bike lane will open soon, which will make my commute a bit more comfortable and safe.

Monday sunrise on C Avenue. Pond is there just to reflect the nearest star.