November 3rd

Orion hangs high
as cold darkness surrounds me
this November morn.

But light is just a breath away
as the deep blues of the night recede
and the first and the last of the colors are revealed.

November Runs

The best part of a November morning run is seeing the bald eagles.  There's a 1/3 mile stretch that I always see them at, as the northern lakes freeze and they migrate through.  This morning,  I heard two of them chattering back and forth before I even rounded the bend and saw them.   There were two sitting on a branch chattering like two old women.  And a third in the next tree over.  Then further down,  another eagle flew off low over the lake.   Magical.