As I was walking around the lake this morning, a woman stopped me to ask if I had recently changed neighborhoods and moved into a new home. Lately I’ve found myself noticing that I’ve been in the same house for the past 20 years.  So, no. I’m not her new neighbor.

I had PT this morning before I went to run, and when I got to the lake I just did not have the energy to run. I didn’t want to take another shower. I hadn’t eaten enough earlier. Ah well. I had time to see the and smell the roses and take pictures of them. Can’t run all the time.

Turtle, duck, duck, duck.

Sunny at this end of the lake.

Cloudy and cold at this end of the lake.

One more shot of the roses. I love wild roses.