I went to the nearby Bluffs Regional Park for a short hike this afternoon. It was a somber day: the sky was overcast and the scenery along the trail consisted of different species of dry weeds. It was a sight that only a botanist with a morbid streak could love.
The panorama of the mountains looming above the suburban sprawl was also a washed out gray.
Nevertheless, I got my blood flowing and enjoyed the fresh air.
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