Heeeeeeeeee's Baaaaaaaack! The Masked Rider!
Only 8 Celsius here this afternoon; at least the winds were light and from the west. Still had to pull out the tights, gloves, booties and helmet that fits the wool hat... a la Famous Grouse! As cold as it was, the air was crisp and the light was amazing... coming through the trees in rays, and then giving me long shadows to race home for dinner. F.U.N.!
Cheers,
ChilledGrouse