Mornings

This was the first thing I saw as I started my walk this morning - a beautiful, full moon. I went back and grabbed the camera. It doesn't begin to show just how gorgeous it was. Truly spectacular. Most mornings I walk alone - just me and my iPod.
We're in an unincorporated area of Riverside but still have sidewalks and streetlights. One foot in the country (well, what passes for the country in SoCal) and one in the city.
I know myself well enough to know I could never live where I couldn't see mountains.

I try to walk every day which means getting up early. I'm not a runner. Too old, too slow and they never look like they're having fun. I once called a client who told me he always ran in the mornings. His wife answered, he wasn't there. When I asked if he was out on his morning run, she laughed and said, "Run? He never runs. He's out for his walk." I don't pretend I run. I don't. I walk.