This morning I crawled out of my warm and cozy bed to go running. Since it had been a few days since my last run, I was anxious to get back to my normal routine, so that made getting out of bed on a dark, cold morning a little easier. As I left the house, bundled in my warm running gear, I noticed the moon. The light radiating from the full moon was stunning.
Watching You Like a Hawk
My normal route to work includes many country roads. Since crops have long been harvested, the land is wide open, and you can see for miles. Lately, I have noticed several red-tailed hawks on my drives. Sometimes I see hawks perched on fence posts, and many times they are perched on tree branches, road signs or power poles. It doesn’t really matter where I spot these giant birds of prey, they are an awesome site, and they always seem to be keeping an eye on me.
DEJA VU ... Embrace It!
Everybody’s done it, at least once in their lives,
walked into an unfamiliar place and felt as if they’d been there before. It’s often referred to as DÉJÀ VU. I visited a
school today, Meadowbrook Elementary, I’d never been there before but as soon
as I walked into the building, I felt as if I had. It was quite bizarre really,
that feeling. This particular school appeared much older than it was. It was
built in the seventies, but it had a much older feel, to me, than that.
Walking the path toward the school, laced with grass
and trees, I immediately noticed the concrete steps that led to the large
double doors. The brickwork caught my attention, real brick, with pillars, and
accents that stood out. Details that I appreciate, and are often found in older
structures. The difference between built and poured comes to mind, and this
structure was solid.
Schools as a whole smell the same, especially to a
visitor. Kids, cleaning solutions, cafeteria food, and all of these odors wafted
through the air. Huge clocks hung from the walls, and I couldn’t help but
notice the filing cabinets, they were old, like the building, but they fit. My
mind grabbed every detail as I walked the corridors that it could: the floors,
ceilings, kids, chairs, clocks,
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