Standards of Beauty

Time worked in my favor. Our first session at the Antiquities Center didn't begin until 10. I took advantage. In the early pre dawn hours I sipped coffee in the hotel lobby enjoying a bit of reading and writing this blog entry.

As light began to tickle the skyline, I lit out to join it in welcoming the morning in Lagrange, GA. I shot down an industrial avenue, which ended abruptly leaving me on undeveloped property. Ruts from utility vehicles used to maintain sewage lines marked a path. Red clay and truck tracks into the woods might not beckon others, I followed.

I chose wisely. Along the way I shared the trail with a wild rabbit, lots of white tail dear and a flock of birds, all milling about at the break of day. In the most peculiar way the mix of winter browns and grays combined with budding greens and colorful blossoms. They delighted the eye. For the nose young fragrant pines filled the air.

I crisscrossed a stream which placed me parallel the Interstate. I have often seen trails like this one from the road and thought I'd run there if I lived in the area. Now, I know that to be true. Baring the wildlife, it nothing moved in the calm of the morning. The woods gave off a serenity that set the tone for a relaxing day of learning.

Later we drove through various parts of LaGrange, not my favorite way to see a city, but a viable method nevertheless. I hope to return soon to see more by any means.

Look for beauty. Run.

Tom