~4.4 mi @ ~12.9 min/mi

"A sunrise so beautiful I want to hug it!" starts with the faintest scarlet tinge on the horizon, deepens to a smoldering cherry glow, then in a few minutes breaks into fiery crimson glints on the underside of slate-gray clouds. Dawn Patrol walks backwards up a hill to admire. Mars and Jupiter dance in conjunction, temps in the upper teens. Kristin tells of owls and dogs and robots. We compare notes on home-schooling reviews, speculate about the afternoon storm forecast, and thank each other for company on a chill morning!

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-02-06