Sunrise 6:23: Fresh after some showers

It had been quite a while since the female Dawn Jogger set out at sunrise to find a damp world. There had been a few showers overnight, the air was fresh, and the lingering clouds displayed hues of pink and blue. Some oak stumps surrounded by mustard made a perfect tableau along the ridge leading up to the Big Dish. She wondered why the hardest weekday run is also the most pleasurable. Maybe something up about attaining higher ground...