I like to write my little diddy right after my run. When I got back, I needed to sign on to work for a bit and then George was heading to the dump. I enjoy a trip to the dump. I don't know why, but I always get a kick out of the goings on there. So my write up was delayed.
I got out at 5:30. George headed out ahead of me. I knew now where the blueberry picking was happening, so I ran to where I knew he would be. I ran a bit further than where he was raking, actually an abbreviated version of my BL. As I swung back, George was ready to head back. I thoroughly enjoyed our jaunt back. Because he was carrying a huge Ziploc of blues, it was a great pace for me. We chatted about who knows what the whole way back and I loved it.
Keep Dreaming!
3 comments:
sounds like a great morning. Blueberry Loop (that's what BL is in my mind now) then the dump, both with George :D
Sounds awesome, blueberry running rocks.
And dump culture is awesome. We go to the dump to recycle/deal with trash but mostly we just go for the gossip. :)
Blueberries on the run - love it!
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