Had more demands on my time than I had time this weekend, only managed to get a quick ride out to Bedford and back late Sunday afternoon, and that only by playing hooky from the football game (bugged out during the Pats' second drive, got back in time for the last one). The sun was low, shadows long, air clear and cool. Lots of folks out on the Minuteman, good day for people watching. Owing to a touch of migraine, odors were salient: smoke of various sorts, sweat, perfume, vegetgation living or dead, things my nose didn't have a name for. I felt a bit like a bloodhound riding a bicycle.
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