Despite my completely latent penchant for rising early these days, I forced myself to stay in bed until 7:30 before going out to play frisbee with Cappy. Playing frisbee is his favorite thing besides playing ball in the evening. We have a twenty to thirty minute playtime each morning and afternoon where I run him until he is taking rests on every throw. Then, I know I’ve tired him out enough to be calm for a while. This dog exudes enough energy to run all the lamps in New York City, so two playtimes a day is just my daily self-defense.

So, I’m out at 7:30 playing frisbee with Cappy and I see a hot air balloon rising over the trees. I think anywhere you have lots of tourists, you’ll find hot air balloons, and we have our share for sure. However, this time I remembered that this weekend is the Balloon Rodeo (or “Rainbow Weekend” - which I don’t really use because, for me, that was a couple of weeks ago at this point).

Tomorrow, during my playtime with Cappy, I should be able to see dozens of balloons rising over the trees and playing with each other. Since hot air ballooning really only works in the cool of the day, you have to rise early to see it, and now my early rising may finally pay off.

Pictures tomorrow if it does.