People We Meet On Runs: A Celebration

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
    Wonderful are your works;
that I know very well. Ps 139:14

If I didn’t run, I never would have seen and met these beautiful people.

Fearfully and Wonderfully Made People Of San Antonio

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Mom Victoria, Son Malachi, Daughter Genesis (Mom finds time to run by having children ride along with her – good job, Mom!)

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Post-Run Breakfast: Abundant Beauty, Rich Experience, Luscious Food: Eggs Baked in Cream on a Spring Morning

To the Virgins, to Make Much of TimeIMG_0903

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he’s a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he’s to setting.

That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry.
(Robert Herrick)

The speaker in Herrick’s rather light-hearted poem uses the lines to woo young ladies out of their chaste rebuff of hopeful, would-be lovers; however, a serious matter buttress’s the speaker’s words of seduction and truth is truth no matter one’s motive for uttering the words. Spring’s rich beauty, glorious as it may be, lasts but a moment for “this same flower that smiles today / tomorrow will be dying.” The lines of this poem ran through my head yesterday, as I ran trails decorated with spring’s bounty at McAllister Park. Continue reading “Post-Run Breakfast: Abundant Beauty, Rich Experience, Luscious Food: Eggs Baked in Cream on a Spring Morning”