Running the roads and trails at a State Park, you normally don't expect to find much of anything interesting. This is the 2nd State Park on this trip and just when I least expected it, there, in the middle of the parking lot at the boat launch area, was my shiny penny. Fortunately for me it was stuck in a piece of asphalt, or it would probably have washed away. There have been so many days with all kinds of change scattered all over the place, this shows that there's also days with little, or one, or none even. Always thankful for the one, but even when there's none, there's always the shiny penny of a nice day, and the shiny penny of having the wherewithal to get out and go running to be thankful for. And I am.
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