I went for a long ride n Boone Friday. It was perfect weather for me. Overcast, a threat of rain even [which would be more than welcome] with a light breeze. Everything is brown and crisp, but there are autumnal signs everywhere–I heard the first geese flocking yesterday morning, and the barn swallows re beginning to gather on overhead power lines.
One of the roads I ride is about 2 miles from here and when you look south you can see the white dots of sheep on our hills, and the roof of our barn. I like that view-as it it could be from 100 years ago when this farm came to be and the barn was young without holes or creaks.
The beautiful browns, umbers and ochres of dead leaves and grasses blend in with the color of our flock.
