And . . .
I may wait until after Thanksgiving to get my tire repaired. There is a story there, not a big story, just a story. It is not my story to tell. The weather has the potential to be nasty next week and riding might not be an option anyway. On the way home I saw the trucks out spreading chemical-melt on the streets.
Tonight was as beautiful as some of the forecasters are saying tomorrow will be ugly.
I think the worse of it will be to the West and to the North of us. But, as always, we'll just have to wait and see.
- 20F/-7C for my morning constitutional.
- 31F/-0.5C for my evening stroll from the Courthouse to my car.