Saturday 31 October 2020

Friday 30.10.2020

 Can never really understand why there`s not more people in the woods on an afternoon like this (not complaining though.)

A relatively calm walk, just one dog and me, after lots of more companionable ones over the last few weeks, with various permutations of people and animals.

Perfect autumn conditions, light and colour and crunchy leaves. Balm.








P.S. Half seven on Saturday morning: blowing a hooley out there this morning with curtains of rain sweeping across the top hill. Dogs wet butnevertheless remarkably happy. We should take leaves out of their books (though they won`t be very crunchy ones this morning).Playing in for a bit anyway.


Tuesday 20 October 2020

Tuesday 20.10.2020

We ventured out this afternoon. The rain had stopped, finally. The sun came out and it was very warm. Everything steamed gently - the road, the trees, the grass. It could have been the tropics. 

Except it smelt like autumn. And it looked like autumn. 














And now it`s raining again.

Saturday 17 October 2020

Saturday 17.10.20

 Another morning in the cloud.  This time of year never quite sure what the day will bring, forecasts notwithstanding. 

Thursday for example started off as grey as the preceding and following days but by the time we set off for the woods in the afternoon the sun had snuck out from behind the cloud and briefly lit up the world: slanting shadows across still green grass and trees on the turn.






Since then though it`s been grey, still and damp - but not cold. If the sun was out the hundreds of spider`s webs which always seem to be a feature of autumn would be shimmering and glittering(are they there all year round and we just can`t see them or are the spiders particularly busy at this time of year?)  As it is they glimmer through the gloom like so many little net baskets.











Friday 9 October 2020

Friday 9.10.20

 Coming towards the end of a week`s Cat-sitting in the Cotswolds (sounds like the title of a story). The cats contrary to expectations perhaps, have behaved impeccably and half way through the week it became clear they were actually keeping vigil for the return of their owners - sorry, servants - and were not vying for my attention, as long as I fed them on a regular basis.


Which left me the luxury of reading, writing and simply staring out of the window in this bosky little spot......












......and walking of course.
Lots of little strolls around and about .......  




....but then on Wednesday afternoon, a pitch perfect autumn day, a longer stroll along footpaths through woods illuminated perfectly by the later-in-the-year light 







though many of the trees are still gloriously green.  

Along noisy, splashing brooks, past smoother stretches of water 

 




and back across the fields.


It`s a pretty part of the world indeed but tomorrow I head back to the far north, pretty too but a bit less kempt maybe - oh and the dogs. Will never really get used to walking without dogs.