I guess the husband should get on board with the blogging thing sometimes too. Lisa and I had a wonderful time at Morton Arboretum, sans sunshine. Damned if my 'delicate flower' of a wonderful wife didn't lay down 12.5 miles. I was quite impressed, even though I told her she could do it. I'm very proud of her, the hills were, at times, quite steep and brutal, but she made it just fine.
At one point Lisa trekked on ahead while I stopped to look and take a photo of the Millennium Tree, a 250 year old oak tree. There is something quite humbling about standing before such a magnificent and grand form of life. It was already 25 or so years old when our country declared its independence. Such a magnificent tree:
