In the distance, Lake Erie glistened and grayed as clusters of clouds passed overhead. Sun spilled across the corn fields and bees buzzed around a row of nodding sunflowers. Surrounded by birdsong and wildflowers, it was a glorious morning to spend outside. When all the runners had completed the course, we caravanned to The Green Arch cafe for pancakes, French toast, eggs and sausage. It's one of our favorite annual events.
Then we took off to spend a few hours working at Steve's house. I think he'll be surprised when he sees the new beds tomorrow. The bedroom doors are closed and I don't think he ever goes into the guest rooms. I wonder if he'll even notice.
I swam 320 lengths for a total of 69.5 miles. And then I mowed the whole yard. And then I collapsed in my chair with Molly by my side to talk with Nancy. She had worked like a maniac to day, too.
The view from Prospect Station
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