Every year we host a convention. Convention means lots of people, lots of long meetings, lots of food and lots of extra preparation and clearing up. Some like the buzz. I'm glad when bedtime comes.
And so many comments like - aren't your feet cold? I ask them if their hands and head are cold. Or just pointing at my feet. It sure is hard to go against the shoe convention.
Taking time to run every day helps blow away the cobwebs. Today I visited my lake which is very low at the moment.
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| My lake |
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| Evening shadows |
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