Running for Your Life: Why Run (the late November version)

Before my run today (Nov. 26), I wasn’t feeling it. It’s been a busy run-up to Thanksgiving, lots of errands, personal matters, of course, work.

But I run every other day, and this one, was a beauty. Shorts-wearing weather, and sure enough, off I go. It’s what I do.

Pretty much every run for – I don’t know how long – I go past a kite that has been trapped in a tree in Prospect Park, Brooklyn. (Remember, if you are one of those folks of a certain age, Charlie Brown’s kite in a tree? That’s what I’m talking about.)

It’s been at least a couple of seasons, but the colors of the kite have not dimmed appreciably. In fact it is just beautiful, and in pristine shape, and I start to think about the simple wonder of leaflessness. For months at a time I can’t see the kite because it is obscured by the leaves in this healthy oak tree.

Further on, I thrill with the look, the glistening quality of the larch at the bridge overlook of the park’s boathouse: the golden aura of this monument pine.

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