Stormy

A rain storm swept across the coastal plains of North Carolina today. The first rainstorm of spring 2013.

Yes, I know spring doesn't technically start for another week or so, but with the arrival of Daylight Savings Time this past Sunday as well as the emergence of daffodils and hyacinths in my front bed, I contend that spring is SPRUNG.

Tonight I ran an easy four miles under these crazy clouds. Beautiful and frightening, not unlike the thoughts in my head.

There's all kinds of stuff brewing there, but nothing so crazy to prevent me from seeing the beauty of the moment.

When I ducked into The Morning Times in Raleigh on Sunday, I saw they had changed the artwork upstairs. Wren Bruton's photographs from across America and Canada were beautiful. In his artist's statement, he concluded:

I dedicate this show and this journey to not losing what we love the most. When we see our past times on the horizon growing smaller it is up to us to chase after our passions, grasp them, and not let them slip away.

Well put, sir.