I lie quietly, trying not to awaken my husband.
I wait for 6 AM so I can get dressed, lace up my running shoes, and head out the door into the coolness of a new day.
Squirrels keep me company as I run through the park with the sun just clearing the horizon.
To the west, the rising sun burnishes the trees.
Light begins leaking through branches, soaking leaves with gold as I pass beneath them.
A soft, buttery glow bathes the Pavilion.
Moving, breathing, feeling, seeing:
I run through a hushed early-morning world.
Thank you for coming with me!
(iPhone photos edited with the CAMERA! app.)