Fall Back

The clocks have been turned back, and I am back to visiting my beloved drive-ins before the snows of winter take hold. Gone are the days of temps above one hundred and trickles of sweat pooling here and there. It was below freezing this morning as I took to the north to cross into New Hampshire, and my prominent ears now cry out for the hat I neglected to stow. I'm in my gentle Jetta now, giving Dixie the rest she deserves. Before we know it, Spring will call us both West and we'll be off once more.