Oh yeah, you think that it strange to see a picture of the snow in winter. Well here in Michigan the leaves start turning you think of snow. It's just a habit. August the last hot month of the year and we spiral down to the earth and stay captive in our homes. I plan on riding my motorcycle until the first snow. I haven't ridden much this year compared to other years. Perhaps I am settling down to my home at Howling Pines and no longer yearn for the wide open road.
Can you see the wolves? They love the snow. It is their favorite time of the year. They are more active and of course its mating season. Do not humans also get a bit frisky at mating time? We see so many common traits from humans that must have originated from the imitation of animals.
I walked another round of road. My journey takes the weight off my mind. So much to think about and no time to respond.
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