My feet squelched in the thick mud, as I trudged the familiar track. Darkness had not yet been overcome by the new day and I urged the sunrise on.
Entering the thick trees, my nerves jangled. The inky light was unnerving, and my senses were on high alert, oozing adrenalin. I was ready to fly should anyone unexpectedly appear.
I sighed, realising that after tomorrow’s equinox, my morning wanderings would soon end. Winter’s days would dictate a new exercise regime.
Until September anyway…
By Sarah ©2019