Day 21 - November 5

I rise early here in Seattle--usually by 5 a.m.--to keep my sleep schedule in sync with Eastern Standard Time, which I must return to in two days.

A cup of tea, my Kindle for daily Scripture readings, and Bug sitting on my lap, nibbling at my chin.  Then Rachel gets up, and Rambo races out to greet me and the day.

I've taken on the discipline of running for 30-40 minutes with Rambo when the world gets light.  We run up the hill and into the forested land that surrounds Phantom Lake.  In the cool, moist air, the scent of forest and damp earth and dying leaves is strong.  

I will miss these runs.  I will miss Rambo.  I will miss Bug nibbling at my chin.  And I will miss my daughter, great with child.  I do wish we lived closer.