For the first time in quite a while, I walked my two-hour loop this morning, pre-dawn. That includes a stretch on the Springwater Trail, by the Johnson Creek Trailhead. Springwater is a linear park, that is, an abandoned railroad right-of-way that's been converted to several dozen miles of hike-and-bike trail. The part I can reach from my house includes a stretch through a wooded canyon. In windy, wet dark I shared that space with peeping frogs and crying nighthawks.

It was nice to be walking at pace, for distance, and just let my heart and soul be occupied by the world.