8 December 2021 (snowfall)

steady snowfall . . .

the river running past

untouched

January 7: Gym

self-motivation

chasing my shadow

around the track

May 31: Trail run

The two startled deer

move through the trees

with so much more grace than I.

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May 5: Before sunset

After work, after my run,

I head to the river--

Paul's there fishing.

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April 14: Cardinalsong

On my two-mile run
through the neighborhood,
five cardinals singing.

April 6: Outside

Second run of spring:

the wind-blown leaves

easily outpace me.

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April 4: First outside run of the year

Gulping cold air,
counting cardinals--
so much better than the treadmill.

July 26: Short run in the morning rain

Still sore, short of breath,

but the soft summer rain

has washed my skin clean.

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July 6: Early morning run before it gets too hot

Eighty-two degrees.
After my run, how cool
the dewy bushes.

June 22: Pine woods in summer

Went for a trail run this morning at Fernalds Neck Preserve--the "neck" being a point of land jutting into Megunticook Lake. Clouds hung close, making for a steamy solo outing among the pines. As I hit the trail, Hermit Thrushes were singing around me, along with several different warblers, two species of vireo, and at one point, a Winter Wren. When I got close to a water overlook, a loon called from the lake. Near a wetland, as I splashed through a muddy patch, yellowthroat and Blue Jays. And as I stretched red-faced by the car, run complete, a Bobolink's cascading song spilled over from a nearby field, and a waxwing's high-pitched call pierced the thick air.

Trying to outrun flies
I run from bird to bird
along the soft trail.

May 30: Run

First run in a few months, could only manage about a mile. But I had to start somehow. Today was spring's first very warm day--in the 80s--and the only bird heard was a cardinal blurting out his staccato song at day's end.

As I jog slowly
down the busy roadside,
I step on deer tracks.