Monday 26 September 2011

Yesterday morning.

Just back from taking Monty for his first walk of the day. The sun was up, the sky clear, and a light mist left a haze over distant trees. As usual I took a route through the woods where I see no-one, and hear nothing; it's as if Monty and I had the whole world to ourselves.

En route for home, I scrumped a few plump chestnuts that we'll eat this evening, and threw a couple of handfuls of crushed maize to the girls, just to thank them for my breakfast. That's Edwina on the left, and Richard and Richard, middle and right.

This old boy only associates me with carrots, he thinks that every time I pass by he'll get a few rejects. Too early, me old china; maybe later when I do a spot of digging.

I repeat often that my two favourite months of the year are June and September. Yesterday morning reinforced my love of September; it was just perfect. And we even managed a swim in the afternoon.
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9 comments:

  1. Hey Cro, about the A-1 Steak sauce. I forgot to make a joke about it being on the table. I don't think anyone even cracked the seal; it was not needed!! I love those early morning walks when it is oh, so quiet.

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  2. Can't believe Cro didn't have a carrot. Look at that horse's poor sad face!

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  3. The best time of the day in the best month of the year. Sounds like heaven to me.

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  4. Just look at your beautiful girls with their lovely floppy head dresses. I'll bet they sang a happy song for you when you threw them their treat. You should paint them Cro.

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  5. Kat. I'd imagined it had a note attached saying 'use this and you die'. It should have!

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  6. Well, I certainly hope you went back out there with a supply of carrots. Can't have you disappointing your fans like that.

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  7. We've had a gorgeous September day here today as well Cro.

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  8. I love that there are two Richards.

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  9. So do we Tess. It reminds us of the grandchildren every time we call them.

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