Heading out for the Wednesday morning ride this morning I was rudely reminded of one thing. The temperature was sitting at 0.1 degrees, my cheeks were stinging, eyes watering and brain clinging on to the warm sensation that was bed... Winter is coming...
Picture this... Beautiful sunny days, crisp autumn air, amazing colours splashed over trees and ground, a roaring fireplace, wineries with glasses and bottles at the ready, breweries beckoning and a few great people to share it with...
The doona was peeled back. There was no sunshine greeting my eyes this morning. The doona got heavier and bed got warmer. It was then that I realised that the sun hadn't actually come up to warm the world yet, and it was soon to be a beautiful morning. And the Violet Town market was on!