run 2:02:00 [3]
Good, but slow, run. Half with Trix and half on my own. The little lass is coming around as demonstrated by her use of Turdo as scaffolding at Domestique yesterday.
Stopped cold at Canterbury falls by a violinist who had chosen that place to play. Indescribably lovely moment. The quiet melody with the sound of the falls in the centre of all that lush greenery and cantilevered escarpment rock. Who needs church when we have the valley.