Monday, October 17, 2016

AN OCTOBER WALK...







Sweet, soft, summery air. Seventy-eight degrees this afternoon in my Northeast Ohio valley. A soft breeze stirs up music from the leaves... 

My big dog Mick and I walked down the path into the bottom land and barn. There was music even from the creek when we sat against a rock beside the water, and we all but fell asleep... 


I wish Bob could walk that far; he would have loved it. How rare such weather is in our Octobers...


Mick and I will walk back to the house and join Bob on the porch.

Sunday, October 16, 2016

BUTTERFLIES IN AUTUMN? ...


   A summer day in autumn:


   Hefty breezes try to cool the air but don't succeed;


   Golden leaves from off the trees flutter through the air around me;


   And THAT'S the closest thing we have to butterflies this time of year!