September and a whole new world
Gone are the bright mornings of summer. Here are the foggy, rosy, mythical mornings of King Arthur and Robin Hood.
Walk down the lane with me this morning. Can’t you just picture the dragon stirring in the mist?
The cow parsnip has gone to seed and the sturdy stems snag dawdling spiders in their travels.
Walking quietly thru the copse means sighting bunnies, a pheasant and a deer, who don’t see me till I’m really close.
The sun is trying to burn off the fog but it doesn’t have enough energy yet. This is good. I want this quiet daydream to last.
Jewels everywhere. Do you also look for perfect orb webs with dew?
Breakfast…cool morning bramble berries.
Look at this beauty!
I love these mornings.