Sunday Morning

Saturday morning was a short dark run as I had to be in SF by 7:30...so that meant hitting the trail at 4:30. But Sunday Morning broke clear and hot. After a cuppa joe and the paper with my lovely, I set out to High Meadow. It was a beautiful crystal clear blue sky day. Had to run fast as it was going to get too hot. After cresting and heading up to the Homestead Site I stopped for a moment of reflection inside what must have been the house. I had not seen anyone for sometime and felt ok to just breathe in the feelings from that space.
Headed down the Maple Canyon trail and passed a nice little ol' lady. I gave the usual "Mornin' How you doin'?" Greeting...she was sure happy to have someone by as she leaned on one of her Euro-style hiking poles, pointed up the hill with a grin, and said in a Germanic accented voice..."The devil makes me do it." It was cute...I hope he had some water for her at the top 'cause it was gettin' toasty.