Five things I thought about during my morning run:

1. Mottled gray sky. Wind thrashing through the trees. It’s going to be a heck of a storm. When it finally lets go…

2. We have a new front door and it’s amazing the difference it makes in the look of our house and in the temperature-comfort level. No more breezes in the house.

3. Tonight is my digital book discussion. This is a very cool thing. All you need is a webcam and mic and you can participate for free. When you are in the virtual space, it looks like huge library. a Hope you will sign up here: http://shindig.com/event/molliecoxbryan 

4. Love running outside with the wind, droplets of rain pricking my skin.

5. One sick girl is at home with me today. Sinus infections can be so nasty. She is miserable. ;(

Five things I thought about during my morning run:

1. Glistening streets. Pink flower petals scattered. Quite a storm.

2. Two cardinals hopping around in puddles.

3. Every day I am in New York this week, it’s calling for rain. The last time I was there, it rained, as well. But I won’t have much time to walk around or anything. I’m going for the ASJA conference and will be on-site most of the time.

4. Have lots to do to get ready for it.

5. It’s the first time I’ve moderated a panel. I’ve been on them before, never moderated. I’m just a little nervous.

Five things I thought about during my morning run:

1. Blackberry pie, bad dreams, and storms.

2. Milk pods. You know when I was a girl, I loved to tear them apart and feel all that silky stuff. I've seen several today.

3. Eric planted these little sunflowers and they are just as sweet as they could be standing out there along the edge of the spent garden. 

4. Lady GaGa is not welcome in my house. Sorry, little Miss Emma. 

5. Bad, sad news about a man I loved and admired. He is gone. I remember most spending some wonderful time with him in New York talking about sonnets, nature writing, and what my husband was like as a literature student. One of those English Profs who touches each of his students. For Eric, that was a really good thing. But he was also the father of one of Eric's best friends. He was a funny man. His heart was huge. His family is in my thoughts, heavy, today.