Last night as the wind howled and the fire warmed me I was content in the season.
To awaken to a still morning with wisps of white dotted on the light blue canvas, I am restless at not having a bike on the road. I know it is cold...thermal underwear and scarves don't scare me at all.
I do recall that gloves seem to be my problem in the cold...finger tips blue and unwieldy...but some things are just worth the pain.
I will suffice it with a walk!