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!
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