If this year begins so hard you feel dead under a crust of ice thick enough to walk on, I wish you enough time to sit still in the sun that you find what runs deep inside. Advertisements
Fall is my favorite time to run. Long sleeves, crisp afternoons, slanting afternoon sun that makes everything look golden… what’s not to love? But I’m not running this fall. Welcome to my pity party. Thanks for coming. Two weeks before our trip to England, I began having pain in my foot. A few more runs,…… Continue reading A Pity Party: You’re Invited
I know the groundhog saw his shadow last week, but I need flowers now. Let’s enjoy some roses, shall we? I feel better. How about you?
This autumn has been the slowest in my memory. I love for the colors, the slanting light, and the crisp air. To quote Joe Fox in You’ve Got Mail, “I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.”