The sky was that perfect shade of blue. Just enough wispy clouds lingered to paint the pink, red and orange of sunset across the horizon. The trees, just starting to take on the colors of fall, were reflected in the still waters of the Red
I stepped outside yesterday and was greeted by the first rays of sunlight, a beautiful sky and crisp morning air. I said it was going to be a great day for a run. Down on the riverfront, a frigid breeze chilled me to the bones.