The light stays just a little longer now.

If I hurry, some days I can make it on to the beach before the horizon fades to black.

I guess we do some dog training. There are recalls from the birds. You are welcome, birds.

We practice just being a team. One for all and all for one.

Mostly though, there’s just running. By all of us.

Until some of us, have to stop and walk. It’s a long, dark walk up the hill when it’s time to go.

We are lucky.