What do you see?

The cool morning ride presented a crisp shock of fall in the air. At the first stop was a line of white clouds spreading feathers of light filled strains stretching upward into the crystal blue sky. A brillant morning light.

And the evening ride against the wind in the dark presented mounds of dry brown leaves losing traction to cracking natures marble acorns. All the while listening to the constant concert of dry rustling trees waving the way home.

What did you see?