out here, it’s still a bit dark at 6:30am. i like to be in bed, under the covers, all snuggly and such at that time of the morning. particularly on days when i’m closing the store and don’t have to be into work until 2pm.
so naturally, this morning i was up at 6:30am and pulling on layers of warm clothes. wool socks. patagonia base layers. a hat. it’s cold at 6:30am. and colder when you hike up waterworks hill.
the things i do for my dog and my man.
oh yes. and for my health. that too.
but you’ve got to admit, the view is pretty sweet…
**also remembering what today is and all those deeply and permanently effected by the events 11 years ago. (and particularly everyone who was with me on the couches in campus ministry as we listened in confusion, disbelief, and horror.)**