Sunday, February 10, 2013


For several hours I poke at myself. "You really ought to go walk..." Until finally between that and some reminders from the husband, I stumble out the door in a haze.  Then blue-gray mountains and white distant peaks rise up around me, and as I turn onto I-84, the Columbia spreads out below.  My spirit soars and I forget why I ever wanted to be indoors in the first place.

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