Hello, Readers!
The cool and rainy fall weather as arrived,
evidenced by this beautiful tree.
It lives at the end of my Road
and at the base of the Clark School hill.
Another year of Road construction,
wrecking my photos--but such is life,
there are always obstacles.
Above was the photo from 10 days ago.
Here is her bare nakedness of this afternoon.
Her leaves are gone.
Despite the blocking of the sun,
Erie has the best skies as the clouds roll in.
Photo credit for this one from Peach Street this afternoon: Ellen
Ellen gets more credit than just this phone capture.
She ran a marathon last weekend!
We are so proud of her!
in Indiana, PA,
Only 90 people ran the marathon
and Ellen spent most of the day alone with her thoughts.
She had to trust her training
and her instincts.
The marathon was a 13.1 mile route,
out and back.
We were able to watch for her at trail entry points
at 6.5,
13
and
20.
This was the Heshbon trail head/rest area.
With only 90 people spread through the woods
there was zero wait for the restroom.
When I say she was running alone,
I mean it.
It was a long and lonely Road.
Here is an example of the encouraging crowd
of spectators.
I believe this spectator was here to support Richard.
Richard is 86 years old and was ahead of Ellen
the first half of the race.
He was absolutely and inspiration to watch.
Ellen's motivation for the big goal
was a numbers thing:
26 years old
26 miles
in 2026!
Cool things work out like that for the year 2000 births!
My sis has been a source of inspiration, too.
A seasoned runner with 12 marathons
under her running belt,
Karen was a great resource for Ellen.
aka Sarge,
never let her miss a training session.
He was there every step of the way.
Going the distance along the Road,
one step at a time.
That's life.
It reminds me of Tolkien.
Ellen learned big goals
lead to big accomplishments.
It is all up to you.
No one can move your feet but you
but it sure does help to have
a supportive crowd along the Road.
Indiana is where Friend Alexa has made a life for herself.
A graduate of IUP,
she is a fourth grade teacher at the local school.
We spent the weekend touring Mr. Lamp Post's
old college haunts.
As for me,
I burnt off my nervous energy capturing fall photos,
lying in wait for Ellen
(and Richard)
to run by.
And oh my,
does this town ever love their
hometown pride--
Jimmy Stewart!
There are references absolutely everywhere!
It's a wonderful life here in Harborcreek, too!
I loved this capture of a father and son fishing.
Excuse me,
a King and a Prince, that is.
Growing season 2026 has come to the end of the Road.
But not without the last burst of color,
from our very last sunflower.
She bloomed!
It's a wonderful life.
Eloise
No comments:
Post a Comment