Fall colors run along the Witham Hill bike path

Tonight Samantha and I ran along the Witham Hill bike path.  We started out just before sunset and made it back as it was starting to get toward dusk.  Both of us were surprised that we didn’t run into the cat that has followed us the last few times we’ve been down there.  Samantha wondered if perhaps the cat had been eaten on its wanderings into the spooky scrublands along the path.  I figured it was either inside eating or out hunting and had already received enough loving for the day.

Our route was about 2.5 miles long.

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A quick jog past the bare plum tree

Tonight we went for a quick jog as time was not on our side.  My ASOSU Senate meeting had run long, pushing our exercise well into the night.  Running at night has always been very enjoyable to me.  I like running in that cool, crisp air.  There are hardly any cars on the road, almost no people, and few if any dogs about to give chase.

Passing the plum tree was a melancholy affair.  No plums were to be had.  Not until next fall will we feast on the forlorn fruit of the upper middle class suburbanites who plant plum trees for ornamentation and not for food.

In total, we jogged 2.7 miles.

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