I can hear the water trickling behind the trees around us, but I have no desire to move from this exact spot with multi-colored leaves swirling around in brisk sweeps of wind. My shoulders shake a little. With the steady drop of the temp since we left our bikes at the renting station, I should be cold. But my eyes are so caught up on what’s around us that I can’t be bothered to focus on something as trivial as body heat.
