Late at night with the curtains open in my bedroom I can see the tower antenna lights blinking off and on at the top of Council Crest. Line of sight is about 8 miles. The weather has cooled this week and at the end of August I start to miss the rain. The grass is brown and the leaves on the tomato plants in the garden curl from the heat.
I ran all the railroad tie steps today on the steep climb after crossing 26 from the Zoo as I made my way to the tower. It felt effortless as I fixed my gaze far ahead on the trail; it was less steep today. Time changes perspective. It smooths the troughs and flattens the peaks. Sometimes gravity relaxes its grip. Like today.