well heather, i didn’t exactly get the same reaction on my first walk around the neighborhood. in fact, i didn’t see another car or person the entire time! as i groggily laced up my sneakers in the dark bedroom, i wondered aloud to my half-asleep fiance how in the world i’d be able to tell the time, as i don’t have a watch. (i know, i know. i’m an “adult” now. i SHOULD own a watch. i can’t exactly wear my cell phone on my wrist.) he rolled over and said, “by how light it is.” yeah, right.

it was that 6am-dark outside, peaceful and at first i thought, quiet. but as i walked down the sidewalk, i realized the many ways our neighborhood isn’t quiet. the crickets were still on night-mode, chirping loudly. and some horrible person several blocks away owns a crowing rooster. i would not want to live directly next to them! then a dog barking. my own feet crunching on the pavement. a plane passing overhead. it all became amplified in the early morning hours.

it also got lighter with each step, the morning a little less fuzzy. it turns out dave was right. when i got home and kicked my shoes off in the kitchen, i’d been gone for almost exactly 30 minutes. maybe i don’t need that watch.

happy trails,

meg