Three times a week I run the same route out and back on a greenway. Many people would probably get bored, but I find something comforting in seeing the same hills, same creeks, and same trees time after time. But they really aren’t the same and that’s the challenge for me, as I run, I look for the changes. And it never ceases to amaze me that I always find something. Some times is a bit of something a human has left behind, but many times it’s the activity of animals. And today it was noticing this log, I’d never looked to my left when crossing the creek bridge, and there it was, a tree for a bridge across the creek.