Day 45

33F today, pretty skies all day.  I ran 3.2km today, quite easily.  I met Kitty walking in the meadow, a neighbour who lost her husband about a year ago, shame.  She has an air of sadness about her now.  She has two exquisite Irish setters, and she takes in rescued cats, has 6 cats at the moment.  She looks as though she has Swedish ancestry, very fair, even though she is in her 60's, I think. 

Tim and I went for a walk at Ocean Lawn, this is Tim leaping in the wide open space, we saw only 2 other couples who hurried away, the wind was bitter but Tim took some gorgeous photographs.  The rocks there are low granite cliffs falling to the sea and the light played on them as the clouds drifted by. 

Tim has always made me laugh and we had a happy Valentine's Day, so I'm not quite sure why I did a pensive portrait, but there you are.  This is me looking out of the window, probably seeing more snow coming!  I like the hand here, it reminds me of my dad's huge hands, great big sausage-fingers, he had. 

I have been watching the pair figure-skating at the
Winter Olympics tonight and marvel at the grace of some of the skaters.  Imagine having such amazing co-ordination and agility.  I climbed a small tree today, remembering how much I loved climbing as a child, and was fearless then, climbing high and scaring my mother.  Today I climbed awkwardly up, sat in the tree for a while, then swung down like a monkey, which felt quite good, but there was nothing graceful about the entire experience, except maybe the sitting part, it was all touch-and-go the whole way!