A Leafless Assabet

Like the song said "All the Leaves are Gone" (though the skies weren't grey).  Things are looking pretty stark 'round these parts of late. 
This morning I paddled a very shallow Assabet River between Egg Rock and Nashoba Brook and when I stopped to enjoy a mug-up of hot cocoa, the smell of someone's wood-burning stove served as a reminder that Old Man Winter's arrival is imminent.  Hopefully, he'll be in a benevolent mood this year.


The sun's low angle lit the underside of the Rt. 2 bridge on my return trip downriver...

 
Trash was plentiful today...

...and included 38 recyclable containers (10 redeemable) and 40 pieces of miscellaneous rubbish such as an old bicycle tire/tube, plastic bags, and Styrofoam.  YTD = 5842