Thursday, February 12, 2009

Poetry from the Southern Belle

My friend, Rhea, wrote this simple email to me this morning:

"Let’s run a gentle run every now and then in mid-afternoon…"

Refreshing and simple, these words make me want to go out into today's sun.

1 comment:

Andy said...

When is the slog up the steep mountain? And more importantly when is the beer with Sam?