Morning Run

I've never long enough in the morning to wake up with the sunrise. As I ran around in the morning darkness, greeting everyone that rose to gather their morning papers, I scared myself a few times. I whispered out gently to one man, "Ohh my, I thought you were a walking snowman!" He gave me a scare with his white bathrobe.

As I woke up, the world did too. I could see the beautiful pink colors in the sky over the Marlborough lake down the street. It was an awesome feeling and nice to think of as I rushed through my day.



And I received my official Boston Marathon postcard yesterday!!!!!!!!!!!!!