New Path/Old Vine

I've always loved the way vines grow so wild and free on the fence - especially when they flower like this Clematis.

I've been a solitary runner for years, but today I took the plunge and ran my first ever organized race - the Shamrock Run in Portland. Just me and 35,000 other friendly faces. Like the vine growing every-which-way along the fence, each year forging a new route, today was my day to explore a new path, too. Proved to be quite fun.