Only ran a mile this morning, the warm-up loop of my usual, because of a heavy mist that developed into a light rain during my run (14°, adequate pace). It wasn’t so much the drizzle itself as it was the risk that the rain would get heavier as I headed further from home.
Breakfast at Rick’s this morning with Käthe, bringing her weekend visit to a close. I met Käthe when we first moved to Evanston, twenty-three years ago; you may estimate her age and reckon how old she was way back then. I thought the world of her (of her whole family, for that matter) then, and it’s a deep thrill to sit around over coffee and listen to her confirm with her wisdom and experience the initial impression from so long ago.