Friday, September 28, 2012

Day 87: Quotidian

I remember hearing about how people a generation or two ago would keep diaries of the daily weather and routine. Nothing of note. Nothing extraordinary.

Friday, September 28

High: 63 Fahrenheit
Low: 37 Fahrenheit

Sunrise: 7:10 a.m.
Sunset: 6:58 p.m.

Rode bike to work: dry, comfortable, slightly windy.

Feels like fall - gorgeous color to trees (almost all are gold - haven't yet observed red or orange foliage)

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