Just had a walk around some of the nicer city suburbs for a couple of hours. Pleasant and leafy, and with a slight other-worldly aspect thanks to the clear night sky and the brilliant moonlight. The temperature had dropped tangibly by the time I was nearing home, I could feel it in my fingertips - by no means an unpleasant sensation.
I heard the lovely hooting sound of an owl, and saw two foxes.
Freshened up and sat in my usual chair, a snack of bread and butter feels like the nicest food ever.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
6 comments:
Good bread and butter really is the nicest foof ever, I think.
An owl and two foxes is auspicious.
"Foof"? Oh well.
I like "foof".
I hope you're right about the owl/fox combo.
I like early mornings and late nights, they're nice times to be out and about, you see a lot more.
zhisou, I would love it if I could rise early enough to enjoy the quiet of the morning before getting ready for work. As such, the evenings are where I get to appreciate such things.
Certainly the perfect weather - but just too late in the evening! Had to cut down my caffeine intake a little, so at that time in the evening I'm more likely to be drinking a fruit tea of some sort. I'll raise a cuppa of whatever concoction back to you all the same :)
x
Post a Comment