Day 50: Moon at 6 a.m. and an early walk

There is something about getting outside, be it city or country... or suburbs.  My body wasn't thrilled when I took it out to begin my morning walk a little after 6:30 a.m.  It said, "but I did so much for you yesterday... don't I deserve a rest?"  

I jollied that inner voice along, "We'll just go around the block.  Then we can have breakfast and do a little yard work..."

I focused on staying upright, sensing the coolish (compared to what it will be later in the day) air, and watching the neighborhood wake up.  Others were stirring, either out for their walks, or getting ready to leave for the work day.

Then I turned a corner toward the East, and the rising sun was filtering through the trees.  Ah!  Suburban Sunrise!

The walk continued, and in the end, I had 1.7 miles, and a satisfied heart.

Yesterday afternoon I watched the Olympics coverage of the men's triathlon, all the way through.  The women compete in triathlon today, starting at 4:30 p.m. my time.  So, provided they don't alter the schedule... that's my plan for this afternoon.  Sorry, Jeopardy, you got outranked for today!

And for those of you who live for kitty pictures, I offer up the mighty huntress, Rubia, crouched in the front yard's hunting grounds.  Believe it or not, that jungle is somewhat cut back from its worst.  But Rubia loves the hiding places where bunnies, field mice, or voles might hide.  Here she was, when I got home, peering out at the passersby, including me.

Now let's all get out there and live this one and only Monday, July 26, 2021 we'll ever get, best as we can, right where we are in life's progression.  For Life is Good, and we're each and every one of us worth taking care of!  ✨💖🎆 Spark on!