Everyday has some place to be. Something to do. Soccer practice. Or games. Clogging. And Razor is training for a marathon which requires lots and lots of time running. On this day, he called me over lunch and suggested we pack sandwiches and go for a hike. Oh, I said. It is our only free evening in forever. Wouldn't you just rather stay home? Maybe, he said. But the skies are clear and we will be able to see for miles.