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[kjpepper]

There is something utterly refreshing about biking through a light autumn drizzle. It was raining so lightly it couldn't fairly have been called drizzle, even. A light misting? Arriving home rosy cheeked and with frozen hands, I nevertheless had a smile on my face, from the cool briskness of the wind on my cheeks.

Pity it gets dark so early these days though. Feh.

I've got three million things to accomplish this evening, so I'd best get crackin'. :)