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2022/09/25

Sandhill cranes in flight
Golden season already
Ending too soon

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2022/09/23

Through the red dark
Voice full of scratches
Partridge’s call

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2022/09/20

All of you
And many of me
Running together

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2022/09/19

From the muddy field
The sudden rabbit
And dogs taking flight

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2022/09/18

Sandy stories
Washed down to the bottom
Of the ravine

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2022/09/17

Splash through the puddles
To the sweetest finish line
Kleefeld Honey Run

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2022/09/16

Steady rain
The songs we heard
On the rooftops

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Run Haiku

2022/09/15

Anniversary
Kneeling to tie the knot
In my shoelaces

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Journal

Abe’s

Any flatlander with big mountain dreams inevitably ends up at a place like this – the biggest hill they can find nearby. In our town, this place is called Abe’s Hill. Runners and hikers gather here to build their strength, 30ft of elevation at a time.

Thanks to Mike, Devyn, and the whole Arete crew for building dreams here together.

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Run Haiku

2022/09/13

The moon is waning
Shaped by each curve
Of the track