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| The sky will pose only for a moment. |
As the dog and I set out on our walk on Sunday morning the sky was overcast but the blue sky hung close to the horizon all around us. The morning cloud layers at this time of year tend to be isolated and temporary occurrences. They result from warm humid air from the Gulf of Mexico to the south interacting with the colder night time air high in the atmosphere. On Sunday morning that interaction created a pattern that was very nice to behold. The IPhone as good as it is, was not wide angle enough to provide a view of what the sky really looked like. I guess I should have used the panorama feature. I took my sky photo on the edge of the as yet unharvested soybean field and then we walked on down into the woods behind the unoccupied home.
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| Silence was my companion in the woods. |
When we arrived at the end of the trail I noticed the dog was not with me and I concluded that he was chewing on a stick he had found somewhere back up the trail. The woods were extremely quiet with the exception of a squirrel barking at me. These woods are home to numerous animals most of which only come out at night. Our daytime is their night time. My neighbors have seen deer in this area during the day so I hope one day to see them myself. I walked back up the trail and found the dog sitting in the high grass waiting for me. Many times when we walk I will loose track of him and call and call for him and then find him sitting and staring at me in the grass a few feet away. I believe the dog thinks that if he can see me then I should know where he is so, he doesn't respond. It can be annoying sometimes.
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| Nandina is a quiet spectacle. |
We walked on toward home and along the way I spotted a plant that is very pretty this time of year. It was the shrub called Nandina. The red berries and pointed leaves of this plant are very popular as a backdrop for gardens here in Grand Bay. This particular plant has grown up in an unlikely spot under what appears to be an old potting shed once used by the lady who used to live in the unoccupied home.
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| Golden rods launch their seeds. |
We continued on and found that the once beautiful Golden Rods growing on the roadside have transformed into big fluffy tufts of fur like seed heads. The wind will blow the seed heads far and wide and the Golden Rod's season will be complete. The tall wood like stems will remain as a silent reminder through the winter that the Golden Rod was here and will be back after it's winter rest. I look forward to it's return. Thanks for reading my blog today. Bye.
