22 July 2011

John Wesley Harding

Too many days slobbing around, reading other people's running blogs and not running myself. Excuses? None. no injury. A shortage of time, sure, but not one that couldn't be overcome. So on Wednesday evening I finally headed out when there was a window of opportunity before dinner. Not far, not fast, but running ....

On the way out I spotted a small hawk floating around, and on my return journey it was there again, landing on the overhead wire then taking off as I drew close, landing on it again a little further on, repeating the exercise five or six times - all along the telegraph, in case you hadn't spotted the reference.


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