Pitch Black

which is what greets me at 6:30 in the morning. The park system isn't lighted so you hope for cloud cover to reflect the streetlights back down, so at least you can see what your foot is about to step on. I managed to step ankle deep in a puddle as I was avoiding a glacier that formed over the pathway. One mile out I returned back to answer natures knock on my sphincter door, then 7ish miles out and back. It's really hard to see dogs at the time of the morning, you have to go by sound. I think the owl hooting in a tree down there was hoping for a nice tasty Shihtzu to take home for the yunguns.