Took the GT out on the Minuteman Monday afternoon, in the window between the morning's rainstorm and the late evening's Boreal Blast. Temperatures fell through the balmy 40s with a boisterous breeze that, while Boreal, only qualified as a Semi-Blast at best, and was more often a Semi-Demi-Blast. This provided a headwind outbound, a tailwind inbound, and a buffeting cross-wind whenever it felt like it. Any clouds still in the sky were only passing through, and the clear light vividly manifested this little corner of the world in as much detail as a reasonable person could be bothered with.
I turned around at Woburn Street, enjoying the tailwind and wondering if the timing and conditions would allow for any sunset colors. I began to see a little in Lexington.
That was pretty subtle, though. As I got into Arlington, I began to believe the sunset was following me home.
It followed me home, can I keep it? In memory, perhaps. As long as I keep paying Mr. Google for the storage.
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