It was sunny, windy, and we were instantaneously reminded that we were running in January. What makes a plot of land a good site for an air force base is the very thing that makes running there unpleasant at times:
Long (almost interminable, really) stretches of straight paths with the wind whipping across the landing strips.
Nevertheless, the nine mile run was a good one and a quite enjoyed the challenge of running with my much faster husband and coworker David.
Post-run and post-IHOP breakfast, James and I took a few hours to rest, shower, and gear up for painting. Several hours later?
(I spy with my little eye a kitty who's lost her way...)
The walls, I assure you, are not as vivid orange as they appear. Nevertheless, something about the walls and the presence of cacti made both James and I separately think of Mexico.
In admiring our handiwork, I find myself drawn to the carpets. We have been planning to replace them for a while now, but seeing them against the color?
They have to go.
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