My legs fail me the ground hails me, distant lights are calling...

I feel like I haven't really been keeping up my blog lately. other than the odd quick post here and there with a promise to write more, write better, write later. Its still before 7 am and I'm sitting eating my breakfast of lemon pie filling, reading the paper and wondering what today will bring. Well, I know in some senses what today will bring. I will chase a weed whacker around new subdivisions in Southwest Edmonton, but I don't know, in a larger sense what awaits me today. and that is a wonderful feeling of open potential. I'll hold on to that as I trim grass today.