Misty Morning

Thursday morning a pocket of fog clung to the shoreline of Smither's cemetery across the creek from me.  Sunrise saw warmer temperatures jockeying for position with the cooler nighttime ground temperatures.  Although it rained on and off throughout the day, it was a very warm day eventually.

That warmth is predicted to be short-lived, however, and just in time for yet another race I've not prepared for:  the Monument Avenue 10K in Richmond, also known as Baby Sis's stomping grounds. We'll spend Friday night at her friend Dino's house, awake at Oh-So-Dark Thirty Saturday morning, and limp up and down Richmond's quaint neighborhoods in freezing temperatures--although likely nowhere near as cold as the Valentine's Day race at the winery.

Afterwards, I'll drive to Daughter's track meet in Charles City, which is sort of/not really/but kind of on the way home. If you're going the long way which includes going in the entirely opposite direction.

On Sunday I hope to do absolutely nothing.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Hanging Out

The Chesapeake Bay Family survived two days in the big city of Richmond.  Son had many stories to tell about his adventures in New York.  We spent quality time together laughing, eating, shopping, eating and laughing. Much of that laughter was shared with Baby Sis, who joined us for dinner both nights.

This weekend everyone's off in different directions once again.

I'll be here in Mathews longing for the fish rolls we had at Peter Chang's while trying to cram in yard work, half-marathon training, indoor decluttering and sleeping grass mowing, provided I can get the flat tire on my John Deere fixed.

I hope your weekend is filled with crispy fish rolls with cilantro whatever makes you happy.

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p.s. If you haven't seen it yet, here's my mother's latest post which includes a spectacular picture of her.