Running with Music
I am beginning to remember beauty and forget things like monetary worries. I had forgotten to remember that I'm a fallen sparrow and a lily of the field - one among many that are dressed and fed like little children for school. Kat and I went out yesterday morning to start running. I've promised my friend Barry that I will run with him in the 2008 Knoxville marathon. So we strapped on the mp3 players and took to the roads of Baneberry, with Bela Fleck and his band playing Big Country in my head as we ran under the rain-grey bellies of cool-headed clouds past the hayfields. It was a good morning next to my wife with a good song in my head. I think it's an arangement of Stephen Foster's Red River Valley.
The US is playing Ghana soon. Should be interesting, as I have a good friend in Ghana. I'll have to write him a letter about it. I hope to write you again soon, and I'll tell you the rest of that story about my Appalachian Trail journey. Until then...
"Come and sit by my side, if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy who loved you so true."