One small thing

So, I’m out for a run, doing my best to keep my pace up a long steep climb, when a car slows beside me. An elderly man rolls down his window, leans across the front seat and with great enthusiasm calls out: “Congratulations!”

That’s never happened before.

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Questions I ask myself after spending another beautiful day in the kitchen

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