Just got home from a nice wintery night's run. I loved coming home to the lights... kind of like my own personal lighted runway (no pun intended... or well, okay, maybe it was intended... lol... I do amuse easily). My dear friend, Troy, had another birthday today. We try to start those celebrations with a morning run. I didn't make the early venture. But, it turned out to be a fine night for a birthday run. The air was heavy and wet. Very quiet. Only soft footfalls and rainfall. Christmas lights. And, I swear... the sound of jingle bells... Happy Birthday, Troy!