What a chaotic, sad and intense week this has been. With all that is going on, my brain has been abuzz with myriad thoughts all week making it hard to sleep.
I did get out for a run this morning on the powerlines, running the 5-mile Homeplace lollypop. Surprised to find the trails very dry. Lots of deer prints and birds singing. The mallards are back in the seasonal pond that develops between Highland Green Road and Topsham Crossing, and a little greenery is starting to creep in at the edges of the woods.
Thinking thoughts of those we know, and those we don't, in the Boston/Watertown area today. I hope, as I'm sure everyone does, that this is over soon.
Fitting it all in
21 hours ago