September Morn

This post is nothing to do with the 1914 silent movie or Neil Diamond’s hit from 1979.
Now that August has finished, Summer is over and we slip into Autumn, the season of all things gold, russet and brown.

Walking the dog at 6am, the air was fresh and it was cool enough to warrant a jumper.
The grass was covered in dew, a single sparrow was chirping in the hedgerow, and as I crossed the road, I saw a beautiful moth lying in the gutter which had only recently died as it was still perfectly formed. It made me wonder if they just ‘stopped’ in mid wing flutter.

I saw only two people, one who simply acknowledged me with a nod, and the other who owns a ‘Dodgidoodle’ called Bert. Except now Bert has a friend called Shadrach, who just happens to be his half-brother. He’s bigger than Bert, but another soft pan of dough in the ‘ferocious’ stakes. It would appear that he had to be rehomed and so Bert’s owners took him on. He’s a lucky dog and although still very much puppyish in wanting to play, the training has started and Bert will no doubt give him tips on how to behave. I got sniffed out and believe have been given the official doggy seal of approval for fuss.

Garden flowers are starting to ‘go over’ and soon the leaves will start to fall from the trees. We will have to watch out for sticky sycamore seeds in Maggie’s foot fur.
The morning sun is glorious as I sit here in the coolness of the conservatory. It has been stifling in here these past few months and we have been unable to sit in it because of the heat.
I’m not as stiff today, so hopefully things are on the mend.

White Bunnies and all that.

September Morn was also a painting completed in 1911 by Paul Chabas
Rather her than me.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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9 Responses to September Morn

  1. scifihammy says:

    You captured your early morning walk so well – I felt like I was there with you 🙂

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