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I do so love this time of year but the loss of light takes some getting used to, and I'm still wrapping my brain around heading out for a morning run in the dark with a headlamp atop my head. So this morning, I dilly dallied until around 6:00 am before heading out, which meant a shorter run in the end, but still a lovely one.

I wish I had a good enough camera to capture the beauty of running as the sun rises on an early autumn morning.

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By the quarry, a hint of the glowing orange sun was rising above the trees, the clouds an array of pink, gold and periwinkle blue.

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Along the bog bridges at the bottom of the Heath, the sun was casting a golden glow across the tops of the cotton sedge and the deepening autumn hues of the marsh grasses.

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Running down the cart path, I spotted a big doe sauntered across the green, then turned and ran, white tail high, as she heard the crunch of my feet against the gravel.