the Way of the Turtle

LAST RUN OF 2011
7.5 Mile Run at Black Creek Park
Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Mud, leaves, stone, branches,
All underfoot.
Snapping, crackling, crunching.

Sleet briefly hisses down from the sky.

Squirrels rustle in the brush.
Deer bound away, tails flagging white.

Flocks of robins call from the trees.
Hundreds of blackbirds darken the sky.

Wading through an icy stream.
Brrrrr!

No better way to wind down the year
Than with a run through the woods and fields
On a grey December day.

JMH