On Sunday I turned around to look at the dam about 3 minutes into my walk and saw a pink sky that was reflected in the water, all overseen by the setting moon. I pinched myself.
Twenty minutes later in front of me was this. The sun rising up behind some trees, across the fields, burning off the mist, creating a golden arc. I pinched myself again.
Forty five minutes in to the walk over to my right were these clouds and layers of pinkish, purple, gray, green. Yes, another pinch was needed. To be sure I wasn't dreaming.
A 3 pinch morning walk is an amazing thing. But wait... when I got back to my car I had the back opened up and was doing some stretching followed by sitting and drinking water when 2 women walked by, about to commence their walk. They were holding small cups of coffee in one hand and croissant in the other, I complimented their good taste, recognizing the pastries came from 1900 Barker. In response they smiled hugely and said "this is how we walk". How great is that?
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