Running by moonlight

Maybe it was the amazing weather, maybe it was the desire to do something new, but last night, I jogged around our neighborhood with Tyler (incroyable mais vrai, n'est-ce pas?)

Sometimes it's the little things that remind you how lucky you are. We jogged inside a park right behind our apartment, with two gorgeous old domed Mughal structures in the middle, lit by the moonlight, surrounded by trees swaying to the mild evening breeze.

Outside the park wasn't nearly as peaceful, but I did have to smile when we separated to let a group of four white cows pass through us on the road, as we made our way to our usual roadside vegetable stand -- with all the vegetables neatly displayed on a blanket right on the sidewalk.

These are the moments of everyday magic I know I'll miss.