The beauty of nature is a soothing balm!! … Photos: DK. September 22, 2020.
It was Tuesday.
Another morning walk. 140 days, 140 consecutive days in a row.
My 5 mile loop to start each day. Same time. Same path.
I’m crawling out of bed a bit slower now, and wondering, “Maybe I take today off?” Days are getting shorter. Mornings darker. The sheen of watching daybreak, the first light illuminating the horizon, do I dare say, is becoming boring?
But we keep it going. If nothing else, it gives me something to boast about. Work that fragile ego.
And Tuesday morning was setting up to be a replay of so many other mornings. Few surprises. My Swan sleeping alone at the edge of the cove. My Spirit Bird, the cormorant, fishing solo. That’s a photo I took of her — her elegant curved neck, the matte black finish of her back, her gulping a breath before diving again.
I keep walking.
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