As the sun slowly rose above the horizon this morning, I headed out for my first Wednesday "long" run. After 5 km, I finally left the rush hour streets of noise and fumes and climbed on top of a hill that gave me a view of the whole bay. I tried not to slip on the icy tarmac and ran down the hill towards the sea. Boats were hibernating on land for the winter. The ice that covered the surface of the sea had started to crack, creating rectangular floats that resembled jigsaw puzzle pieces.
When I came home after 11 km, the sun was up and bathing our living room in warmth and light. And who is more of an expert at enjoying the sun's warmth than cats?
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