a glorious run on Perdido Key

Early morning rise and the best run I've ever been on.  And I've been on a lot of runs!  Another unexpected course, which we did largely because I thought about Barbara Brown Taylor's admonition to get lost sometimes.  So Duchess and I made our way along part of the Gulf Island National Seashore in Perdido Key, unsure of where we were going or where we would end up.  It was an unexpected blessing.  I snapped a few shots along the way, which I'll share with you.  Peace be with you on this day.

View from the Gulf side this morning.  Caught the bird at the last minute (on the right side).

I especially liked the twiggy tree.  He seemed oddly placed against the backdrop of the sky.

Small trail over wetland that Duchess and I ran on near the beach.  Wonderful to be over terrain that we normally wouldn't be able to traverse. Mindful of a Jesuit's suggestion once to avail ourselves of guests via the power of imagination, I ran for a short stretch with Christ and Thomas Merton.  As usual, neither said much.  But they were welcome and present.

Inspired by Michael DeMaria, stopped and did some beginner's poses this morning.  

Wonderful beach house.  Wondered what was being read or prayed in the watch tower room before the sun showed its face.