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The problem with running and going far;
you have to return where you left your car.
An old friend and I would run out to
Bothell from Redmond, on the Sammamish Trail,
when training for the Seattle Marathon.
It was our long run for the week.
I don't remember the length but estimate
it was about 14 miles, out and back.
After we returned, we would put on
our Sweats, pants and jacket and go
to Blazes Broiler for a Sunday breakfast.
Bacon or ham and eggs with hash browns,
toast and a few Bloody Mary's.
Our kind of training back in those days.
Some schedule I would say.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

No sudden, sharp boundary marks the passage of day into night in this gorgeous view of ocean and clouds over our fair planet Earth. Instead, the shadow line or terminator is diffuse and shows the gradual transition to darkness we experience as twilight. With the Sun illuminating the scene from the right, the cloud tops reflect gently reddened sunlight filtered through the dusty troposphere, the lowest layer of the planet's nurturing atmosphere. A clear high altitude layer, visible along the dayside's upper edge, scatters blue sunlight and fades into the blackness of space. This picture was taken in June of 2001 from the International Space Station orbiting at an altitude of 211 nautical miles. Of course from home, you can check out the Earth Now. Celebrate: Today is Earth Day

Light of day
Brings forth the noise
of surrounding sound

Don't leave me now
for I have found
our mortal life
is more profound.
Social contact is indeed
a relationship I need.
To talk to others
through rhyme or verse,
can bring forth discussions
of thoughts, unrehearsed.
Please stay close; don't leave
for if you do, I will bereave.

A campfire ablaze,
wood popping sounds,
a metal grate,
over the fire.
Cast iron skillet.
Throw in some bacon,
fry and set aside,
then some eggs,
in they go with a sizzle.
Sunny side up or
over easy, if you have
the skill. Back with the
bacon to heat again.
Out to the plate for
a nice outdoor breakfast.
Those are the memories
that pop from my head,
remembering those wonderful
day of our youth.

My Mother always told me,
"that being around young people
kept you young." Perhaps not in body
but certainly in spirit.
At this stage, in my life, almost
every friend I have is young.
My old friends are leaving,
this good place, much too fast.
Such is the nature of life.

Were we once together,
Many years ago?
Were you my Juliet,
Was I your Romeo?
I feel I've known you forever,
Long before this life began.
Do you remember meeting,
In some secluded Glen?
Where ferns and soft
Grasses grow,
And rays of light, invade,
To push away the
Chill of night
And watch when
Love was made.

Beneath our Rhodie
is where it grows,
the wonderful flower,
a beautiful Primrose.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Have you ever had stars in your eyes? It appears that the eye on the left does, and moreover it appears to be gazing at even more stars. The featured 27-frame mosaic was taken last July from Ojas de Salar in the Atacama Desert of Chile. The eye is actually a small lagoon captured reflecting the dark night sky as the Milky Way Galaxy arched overhead. The seemingly smooth band of the Milky Way is really composed of billions of stars, but decorated with filaments of light-absorbing dust and red-glowing nebulas. Additionally, both Jupiter (slightly left the galactic arch) and Saturn (slightly to the right) are visible. The lights of small towns dot the unusual vertical horizon. The rocky terrain around the lagoon appears to some more like the surface of Mars than our Earth.

Photo by Miguel Claro

Today marks 93 days since the first Coronavirus case was reported in the U.S. We now have 803,018 confirmed cases and 43,558 deaths.
What about those highly needed tests?  If you rank the world reporting nations based on the number of tests per 1 Million of population, The US is number 42 in the world. Yes, Number 42.
I don't know about you, but I am tired of political spinning and lies. Lets ask our government to tell us the truth and to marshal our resources to address this problem in a coordinated, disciplined non political way.

Watching Bear Cubs
play in the park,
was an enjoyable event.
Funny, nimble but awkward.
Still they stumbled and
ran chasing each other
as if playing tag.
What a joy seeing
young animals that play.

Life's journey passes by.
All the memories,
all the sighs
of missing friends
and of family
who have said
their last goodbye.