So, I was driving out to the park to go running this morning. We’re in Houston and I have to drive to run here. They have no sidewalks to get to the park. It’s Houston. As the park came into view I almost remarked out loud, “There’s no soccer games and no one running today.” Only I realized that Stella wasn’t in the car, and I would be talking to myself. I realized that Stella gives me an excuse to chatter about whatever’s in my head. It’s hard not having that excuse.

It was pretty cold and there was some light rain on the run. All the geese were standing on one leg with their heads tucked under their feathers. As I made one trip past their pond a goose did a beautiful arabesque, swung it’s wing out gracefully, and tucked the extended leg under the wing. And then went to sleep. On one leg.