A sunrise trail run today took us over 1,100 feet up. That was handy, because most of the way was literally in a cloud. Refreshing moisture bejeweled hair, plants and spiderwebs.
We broke out shortly before the summit, and were suddenly in a different world.
The sunlight cresting the mountaintop shined through water droplets in the top layer, finally settling on the denser cloud below to reveal a circular rainbow over the mountain’s shadow.
I thought my hiking days were over for the summer season, but thanks to foggy mornings, friends willing to join me on early runs, and an impulsive registration in a trail 1/2 in August, runs in the mountains will continue for a while yet. 😬
I always thought pigeons looked a little greasy. I now see that even in flight they do. But they also, like all things that fly, are pretty spectacular.
The way the months tend to run together around here is kind of the pits. When I get fuzzy on what time of year it is, this tree sweetly reminds me it’s almost July.
Just a few more and we’ll have been married longer than not. And our lower extremities will only look worse.
Delaney and I encountered this alert rooster and his hen harem during a morning stroll today. He was a tad possessive, if you ask me.
And, is that a badger in the crosshairs?
Booklet on reloading shotgun casings, found in organizing client’s garage.
While Delaney was at her volunteer job, we tried out a Hawaiian poke place for lunch. I thought the ahi poke was delish. James thought the breading on the tempura shrimp was a little thick. We both agreed Pockys were just right.