My morning walk was a bit later than usual, just enough that it was starting to get light out when I left. Made me more comfortable since I'm still at 72 afraid of the dark.
Heard an owl.
Stopped to let a deer cross the street in front of me.
Didn't see a single person out and about until I was nearly home.
My favorite walk of the week.
So grateful for so many things: The Husband, our home, our family. Of course. For feeling hope.And for feeling contentment.
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