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We Interrupt this Training Plan for …
Sunday Runday, and I woke up to a skiff of fresh overnight snow and a minus twenty world out my front door. Yeah, you read that right: -20C. (Not even mentioning the “feels like” -33C wind chill estimate that accompanied the forecast on my weather app.) As I was eating my breakfast, one of my
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Sn’oh Canada
Well, it was inevitable. This morning there was a few skiffs of snow around the city, but for the most part I could have still raked the autumn leaves dawdling in my backyard. By this evening, a generous blanket had covered the park and streets. I guess it really is time to dig out the
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Short: Dusting
The inevitable happened. We woke up this morning to the first snow of the season. True, it wasn’t much more than a light dusting, bits of white clustered onto the outdoor furniture and holding stubbornly onto the shady places in the still-green grass. But it was snow. Just a little bit. Though enough to signal
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Those Woodpecker Winters
”Wake up! Wake up!” The woodpecker knocks, flying from tree trunk to tree trunk, swooping gracefully between the branches. “Spring is here. Wake up!“ Against the pale white bark of the poplar trees, her red crest hat can be seen by all the creatures of the forest, like a flame alight in dark meadow. “Wake
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Winter Reprise Surprise Run
Sunday Runday, and yesterday morning I did some work in the yard, took the dog for a lovely spring walk, sat in the grass, cleaned up some flower beds, and generally enjoyed the spring. This morning we met for a run on icy sidewalks and through ankle-deep snow. These woodpecker winter days are nothing too