Day 6.347: Run-a-wave

I had an OK run in the rapidly melting snow this morning. By the way - Bob had lost his head (although he gained a new one later in the day) but nothing had eaten his face.

Anyway, I saw nothing of interest on my run, not that I had my phone with me anyway, so here's a photo from my last run in Maine - on Saturday morning.

It's a lousy photo, but in person it was striking how much this looked like a breaking wave.  Or maybe the sea-air is getting to me.