From my Easter Sunday run with O.
The scent of woodsmoke in the air. Pink and orange dahlias poking out through garden fences. Watching leaves slowly drift down in front of us. Noticing a bird struggling to fly with a huge branch in its mouth. Looking out far over the playing fields towards the water and the hills beyond. Running down a long straight. Feeling power in my legs. Taking my jumper off to enjoy the cool breeze on my hot skin. Lungs burning as I push uphill.
Mad to Live 
In high spirits! Sounds exhilarating!