jolly good

Fall in Minnesota usually means cool, dry air, crunchy leaves and blue skies with a few big billowy cumulous clouds. Not this year. It's been raining. All the time. And sometimes there's snow, like yesterday when I went out to the Mill City Tweed Ride to take pictures. I wish I could have taken more, but by the end I couldn't feel my hands. Maybe I needed a nice tweed cape, and a fur muff, like the Mill City riders— they didn't seem cold. But their rosy faces could be attributed to the flasks of whiskey, as well...I have a few more pics, and I'll be posting those in a few weeks.