I woke up early on Sunday and decided to get up and go.
I love the cooler temperature...quiet streets...the serene lake and just taking in what's around.
I thought I'd share what I saw.
The flight of a feather...who knows where all they've been?
A craftsman instructions...looks like colorful chaulk art.
I wonder what he came to think about....
Go this way...go that way...what way does it really matter...as long as you just go?