I ran a different route today than I have been doing for the last few days. (Yes, for those of you keeping track, I no longer run just on the quiet back street. I've gotten used to and comfortable with the idea of possibly being seen while running.) Anyway, I have, as I mentioned previously, been running into the Oyster Creek area of the village, where I can see lovely views of the Sound. Today, I turned the opposite way when I reached the end of Sunset/Firehouse/Ammunition Dump Rd (what you call it seems to depend on how long you've lived here), and headed toward Jackson Dunes. I enjoyed the view there, too, of the salt marsh and tall sea oats. I also saw several feral cats who live in that area. I adore cats, so I enjoyed seeing them even though they merely watched me impassively as I went by.
I am blessed to get to live (and run) in such a beautiful place, but I think that if you look for it, you can find beauty wherever you are. Especially if you take a different route than usual. Sometimes getting out of the ruts we fall into can open our eyes to see things in new ways.
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