Because it’s day four and not day one, we are not huffing and puffing (of course, I’m sitting on a lichen covered rock in the shade of a row of pines typing at the moment). Chickadees. Prickly pear. Arrays of grasses. Red rocks. People walking or jogging by. It’s cooler today. We can see the Flat Irons. The blue of the sky is a kind of blessing.