I’ve written a lot of words this week, and I owe a bunch of clients a lot more words still. So instead of thinking too hard about something very simple, I’m just posting the photos from this mornings 6 miles at Fairhaven Bay. Concord was socked in with a fog that we didn’t expect, and the sun streamed through it in all the most magical ways. It was one of those mornings to understand on a visceral level what’s so incredibly fucking great about being in the woods.

Anyway.