Got out for a really good run this morning, ran three miles, walked a half mile, ran the last mile--in about an hour and ten, with several stops for photography.

Elizabeth Park at dawn in October is a damned good reason to get up in the morning:



The nation's oldest municipal rose garden under frost at dawn, and Frederick Law Olmstead landscaping behind it.

( more autumn behind cut )

And that's why I live here.

You're chasing death already.
Every day is gravy now.

...man, this song is such an earworm.