Day 2,689 —I Meant to Write about Trees Yesterday— with my PICTURE of a TREE with PINK LEAVES

I went down to the river yesterday, so I could look up at the huge trees that line the banks. Some of them must be hundreds of feet tall at least. I thought about how long they had been there and what they had seen. I wondered how long they will be there, or if there will be a day soon that I go down to the river and there are no more tall trees. 

I want to get to work early and stay late, but I cannot get annoyed by that now. Right now, I need to breathe and think of how thankful I am that I could start my day with a quiet run in the dark.