There is a crispness in the air the last few mornings, and despite the fact that it's supposed to be 93° in Boulder today, it's evident the change in seasons is coming. You can feel it first in the mornings, and while it's certainly not the full blown fall frost feel, it's getting there. I rode up to Caribou this morning with Stella and winded back down. It's a great workout for me, but an even better one for her – she gets to run all the downhills. Went out and checked on the Perseids last night. We're about 48 hours too early, but nevertheless in a twenty minute session we probably saw 8-9 really good shooting stars. The stars were simply incredible, deep, layered and shimmering along the Milky Way. Tonight should be good, Thursday even better.