A Thursday morning walk

Join me for a lovely early morning walk?

The sun is just coming over the houses...

and our shadows are very long.

At the park, the flowers are waiting for the sun...

and it won't be long before the canna lilies feel the warmth.

Here's a perfect park bench...

and autumn's gold beginning to show.

The playground is empty of children who have to go to school...

and the mountain ash is full of berries.

Here's a pretty maple...

and someone else's roses.

The puppy catches a feather as it tumbles across the pavement...

and walks across the wooden overpass 

(his feet are big enough now that they don't fall through the cracks).

The city looks pretty under a blue September sky

and the bikepath is quiet...

except for the noise of distant traffic

it's quiet everywhere.

We head home past a front yard brook

and down the road to our own little area park.

Shadow finds a patch of his favourite kind of sandy soil to scratch for a minute...

and we meander up the path that leads to home.