Even I was disinterested in my run today, never mind anyone else. Not much fun, apparently. It was one of those that was punctuated with stops where if I'd been closer, I'd have thrown in the towel and walked home. When I say home, I mean via the coffee stop, obviously. I always walk home from there! It was cold but there was sun. Low in the early morning sky, the Woods down by Bradford Lane were illuminated in a way I remember from last year. Special, I thought, and uniquely autumn. I spent a moment here.
