Though there are few leaves left on the trees, the air still smells like autumn, the setting sun turned the sky many beautiful shades, and I got back in before it was too dark to be seen.
And now, I will have to be satisfied with a treadmill and DVDs, until April or so.
But for one last time in 2009, it was a fine day for a run.
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P.S. I want to make it clear that Minnesota is never really like this. Ever. Not even today. If it ever were like this, people who live in other places would want to live here. Clearly, this is a barren, cold wasteland. People I met in China heard I was from Minnesota and knew one thing about my home -- it's cold. So, of course, you must read the above story as fiction. If I really went for a run, I was a crazy fanatic who doesn't mind physical exertion in freezing, blustery air. This is not the kind of place you want to live. There's no point in even considering it.
[And you Minnesotans reading this ...... Shhhhhhh!]
2 comments:
Humm, sounds very much like what people say who live in Seattle! Except substitute rain for cold. Lovely picture, looks like a beautiful trail.
Thanks, Meli. The photo is off the deck of my house, looking out over our "backyard." A serene view.
And I believe you about Seattle. I've visited one of my best friends there. Beautiful! I would completely understand if locals wanted to keep it to themselves. ;-)
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