Cliff Walk

The run this morning was sloggy. Another dusting of wet snow just made mud by the time I lugged my out-of-shape self out the door. As I laced up my sneakers I counted on two fingers the runs I've been on over the past two weeks. Doesn't matter so much except that it makes the running more difficult when I finally decide to go.
I've been traveling, and also a little tired of battling the weather in the dark morning hours. Time to get back into the routine. Maybe spring will come if I act like its already here.
This photo is taken from the cliff walk, a sort of regular blip for me, which tells me something. Nice to have something that you see often continue to take your breath away. I was heading toward the lighthouse and toward the sun.