The Climate God Must Be Drunk

What a strangely glorious day. 70+ degrees in January. I like incongruity.

After lunch, I looked out the window and realized that a bike ride was in order. Never thought that I'd be out for a ride in January. Plenty of others had the same idea. The promenade was more clogged today than many days during the summer.

Fun as it was, I still rather miss snow.