Because my other faves, snails, butterflies and kids, weren’t available. He always is.
For two years I resisted the inclinations of many female runners here to a) run with a hydration backpack, and b) to shield every shred of skin with clothing, even in the heat of summer. I recently broke down and got a hydration pack, and I actually love it, especially on days like today when I found myself on a trail run in the late morning blazing sun that lasted almost three hours (not the original plan). But you will never catch me in tights and a long sleeved shirt in summer here. My friend, on the other hand, is a beast.
Some days nothing strikes me as picture worthy, or I don’t take time to look around and notice, or I just plain forget to take a photo. Then those kids really come in handy.
After visits with dear friends, a broken car (which may come back to life after all) and the start of school, we managed to squeeze in a Red Sox game before Mack heads to Chile.
Was impossible when this group was herded past our rental house in Paso Robles by a man and three dogs. No nap today.