I got to be outside for this one. Warm, and bright but milky skies. Everything, except the river, is still the color I hate (the color of nothing). Next month we'll see some green. I had to restrain the mileage, and keep it moderate. I need to hold back the tiger for Saturday (or in my case, the house-cat). I loved being outside, since it's started getting warmer, I'm overwhelmed with the bird chatter--thousands and thousands of birds and ducks celebrating the warm weather. Even an occasional pheasant screeching in the distance. I keep looking for my owls. I felt so lucky to see them two years in a row. Last year while Amanda and I were on the trail about 6:30 a.m. and I just stopped mid-step to stare at them, then Amanda stopped to see what I was looking at. Then they spread their huge wings and floated away across the river. Today, I saw a lot of fallen eggs. That's strange because there hasn't been much wind lately. Ave. pace 8:48. | 