Again and Again

By Ripitup

Wet through

I woke up to the sound of heavy rain 

I had arranged to meet a friend for a run and it wasn't long before I had a message asking if it was raining here.  I did give her an easy out if she wanted it but we both agreed that we were glad we went.

I stood on what I thought was solid earth to take a picture before the run only to find out it was deep and sticky mud. My shoes were cleaned by the deep puddles though so it ended well.

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