November is the real in-between time. Time for gear repair, maintenance and sorting. And reflecting on the time ahead.

The high country has fresh snow, but not enough to ski.

The days are becoming cold and gray. The foothills are soon going to be icy on the trails.

November, for me, is  a tough month in many ways.

The true in time in-between.

The last leaves of the cottonwoods are falling off the trees. The hill sides go from a brilliant collage of red and yellows to one of brown mixed with the gray sky.

There is still beauty to be found…but sometimes it is tempting to indulge in a lazy Saturday. A pot of coffee is put on. I pick the last of our fresh herbs and make breakfast for my someone and I.

And then I go into the gear room and make the best of this gray and lazy day.

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