I said I wouldn't often be timely on this blog, but I tried to do it today. This shot was taken last evening, a half mile west of our house in Okemos. That's Drew on the left, looking sulky, as instructed, and Logan on the right, carrying books in his fleece jacket, as is his wont (good, good boy). Drew is entering middle school next year. Marsh and I were talking about the school requirement for the kids to run a mile. We didn't think Drew was ready. So we're going to try to get him ready. We started out yesterday with a mile and a half walk down Standhill to a spot I wanted to get a photo of around sundown. The moon had come up behind us in the east during the walk west, and when we turned around, we had some lovely views of the moon sailing over the empty farm fields as we walked home. Marsh didn't join us because this week she has had a touch of the stomach flu that has been going around the whole Midwest lately. Even two Detroit Pistons basketball players went down with this nasty virus recently. Drew was getting a little irritated by this point in the walk, but he made it all the way in good shape. We'll do some more regular walking before starting to run, probably a third mile to start out.
A little later in the walk, just across the street from our house, there was a very dim golden glow lighting one of the droopy power poles along Sandhill, as the very last bit of twilight sifted over anything it could touch before night settled over all the landscape. Here's a shot of that scene.
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