Yesterday evening it getting pretty dark by the time I got close to home. I spotted a bike at the curb in front of someone's house, and circled back to check it out. Rotted flat tires indicated it was a throw-away, but otherwise it was in good shape, a small motobecane mirage. On a whim I put it over my shoulder. Not sure what I'm going to do with it, and I haven't yet told my wife I brought home a stray. It might be her size, or even a kid's size, I haven't really checked it out yet.

This morning was cold enough that there were significant, but isolated, patches of ice. Maybe finally time to put the studded tires on.