3.1 miles
austin, mn
57! degrees
57 degrees? Wow, was I over-dressed. Shorts + tights + shirt + jacket. Ran with Scott through Austin, ending at the coffee place downtown (as usual). No snow on the ground, hardly any puddles on the sidewalk. Returned to Minneapolis in the afternoon: a mucky mess! Lots of snow and puddles. Still, spring is coming.
What a morning. After talking with one parent about anxiety, and another about the gamma ray that obliterated their small brain tumor, I only read a few pages today of Dart. Here’s some of my favorite lines:
woodman working on your own
knocking the long shadows down
and all day the river’s eyes
peep and pry among the treeswhen the lithe water turns
and its tongue flatters the ferns
do you speak this kind of sound:
whirlpool whisking round?
woodman working on the crags
alone among increasing twigs
notice this, next time you pause
to drink a flask and file the saws