What a difference an hour makes. I left in the predawn gloom, but had enough natural light to see the misty fog draping the fields as I rode through the green space between my village and the next town over. By the time I reached the commuter trail, it was already daylight. It's the first time I saw the sun during my morning commute in at least a month.

The ride home should be pretty cool. I'll get out of here as the sun begins to fall. Most of my ride home will be in twilight. I anticipate about half an hour of it to be in the dark.