On this day 8, also known as the second Sunday of the 2026 version of November, it was back to nearly peaceful, wind-free Sikes Lake my motorized means of motion took me, in sweatpants, for the first time in a long time, due to the temperature being below 60 degrees, as measured by the Fahrenheit method, for some salubrious nature communing and endorphin acquisition.
Yes, the above is one long run-on sentence. A couple days ago, on Facebook, a lady commented that a sentence I apologized for being a run-on sentence, was not a run-on sentence. She asked where I would put a period to end a sentence, if it was a run-on sentence.
So, I thought I'd write a couple run-on sentences, just for the confusing fun of it.
Despite the temperature being below 60, I stayed perfectly comfortable and soon wished I'd opted to wear shorts.
It greatly helps when there is not wind causing that dreaded wind chill factor.
Part way into my walk around Sikes Lake the neurotic worry came upon me that I'd forgotten to turn the oven off when leaving. A couple weeks ago that happened and resulted in several over-cooked pork chops.
It was a relief to open my front door and not be greeted by that over-cooked product smell of a couple weeks ago.
It was a relief to open my front door and not be greeted by that over-cooked product smell of a couple weeks ago.












