Took a Thanksgiving Day ride on the Minuteman in the last of the daylight, turkey dinner time in many households. Arlington Center, Lexington Center, the Minuteman, and the roads were as empty as I've ever seen them; a little girl rode a small bike in circles in the Arlington Center municipal lot in the fading light, not something she could have done almost any other day of the year: I waved at her. Cold, low thirties to high twenties, with a wind from the NNW that was mostly gentle and constant, but had a few gusty moments, as well as a period of flat calm. Beautifully clear light, but mostly side-light at that hour. The trees are bare, it was a good day to see birds' nests.
The evening star shone over Arlington's war memorial as I rode home to some spend some time in the warmth of the kitchen.
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