~1.4 mi @ ~23 min/mi

New cut-through! Roadkill explores a cul-de-sac and finds a gate in the wooden fence between neighborhoods. Birds chirp at the sunrise as a large gray fox glides across the street. The old knee aches less on climbs than during descents. Bearded irises bring to mind the poem "My Mother's Pansies" by Sharon Olds.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2020-05-30