21 July 2009

Morning Shadows

There's dew on the grass and leaves and the sun rises through the branches early Sunday morning. Sadie chases chipmunk after chipmunk up trees and over logs and she bounces to and from the trail, through bushes and streams and spider webs, looking back at me only to make sure I'm as happy as she is.

The mountain trail is my yellow brick road.

It's the sound of my feet falling against the ground with the same beat as my heart. It's the overgrown brush against my knees and thighs. It's the squint of my eyes after a switchback into the white sky. It's the smell of green.

The three mile detour is always worth the view. Northern Idaho is always worth the view.

Just keep running and running and running.











-Scott

11 comments:

  1. You captured it all perfectly with both your words and your photos...as usual.

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  2. That Sadie is a born leader... You would do well to follow :-)

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  3. Nice! I'm guessing you need to get out in the mornings now to find a cool time to run...

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  4. If the Idaho trail is your Yellow Brick Road. Is Pullman Oz? And who's the Wizard? Wait, am I a munchkin?

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  5. Nice looking place. I like the yellow brick road analogy.

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  6. I think I have die and gone to heaven if I were to run like those in the pictures.

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  7. Love it. Can't wait for Friday's run.

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  8. I like it, Scott! Stay on that yellow brick road.

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