The Canal Path

Few runners and cyclists are moving along the canal path on this mid-March morning in the Sonoran desert. Sweet fragrant orange blossoms waft through the morning air, bringing back childhood memories when the groves of the distinct Arizona navel once equaled the number of people living in the East Valley. Occasionally, finches chirp and croon,…
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The Magic Of Spring

The stubborn winter is showing signs of giving way. Underneath the March sun, boulders of snow piled along the curbs casually dwindle while the thick veins of ice once covering the streets are nearly gone. The sun-kissed views outside bolster spirits for a run without layers and gloves. It’s time to race through the streets.…
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