Sometimes in November, after the morning fog burns off, the air is crisp and the sun is warm and the colors are sharp.Crossing over Mercer Island on my way back to Issaquah from Seattle, I just had to stop and take a picture. Of couse, if it was like this all the time then everybody would live here and it really wouldn't be like this. I can't really complain about the rain, but the rare days of November sun are something to be savored, celebrated and remembered.
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We are fortunate enough to have such un-seasonal weather in Portland too. Yesterday I went out for a 211km ride. The view of Mt. Hood and Mt. St. Helens in silhouette against salmon colored pre-dawn sky was stunning.
Better than dry roads was the ability to see across the Yamhill valley from any rise.
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