I have been waking up early (thanks to Asher) and deciding to not go back to bed. But instead let Matt be in charge and I have been going running at the lake that is a few minutes from our house. It has been great to be outside, by myself at the start of my day. The other morning, I pulled into the parking lot and I looked over my shoulder to see this sight:
Thankfully, I happened to have my camera in the car in order to capture the moment. Click on the picture to get all of the details.
How is it possible that I don't want to get up and run every single morning at Beaver Lake? I have no idea.
Also, how is it possible that our house won't sell even though it is exactly four minutes away from our house? My mind is baffled.