An unnamed, unclimbed mountain – so happy the gore tex climbing hordes
are off shitting on the well known peaks miles from here.
Saw Winter Maker this morning, a waning sliver came up in dawn, later I faced the rising sun taking the cold from my bones; once again saved without having to confess or spend a minute in church. Sometimes you get lucky.
Soon it will be ice.
There are signs everywhere summer is on it’s way out. We have had frost at this time of year. It’s getting close, the other day was 3°c. The garden is flattening, except for the carrots, smoke and cabbage, who are revelling in the cool of night.
Willow casually smokes a cigar in her own private natural spa.
Was along the creek a range over. Willow swam the blue moving water fetching sticks. She learned quickly to use the current to her advantage. I threw sticks into an eddy, they would go around and around then finally spill out into the froth of the main channel. Willow did the same, fighting to get caught in the eddy, then using her thrusters to speed out of the eddy on just the right orbit, capturing the stick every time! It required perfect mathematical calculations on her part – the speed of the eddy, her weight, the speed of the main current, her mass and it’s effect on water resistance; all of that and the same calculations for the stick, just to be safe! Or. . . she just naturally knew what to do. Both are science, both are nature.
The sun went down and turned to twilight, as dramatic as it’s entrance.
Sometimes you really do get lucky.
7 thoughts on “late august”
“…once again saved without having to confess or spend a minute in church…” Yes.
We had a good pre-dawn walk this morning and saw a very thin crescent old moon between two small clouds. Soon the sky was too bright to find it again. The birds were clearing their throats. Not a pretty sound yet. The stream to the pond was slow and barely gurgling. Saturday it will be fast again. A few big hills built up endurance.
Sounds like a nice day. Hope all is well.
Love the way your dog knows how to handle the river like a duck!
She loves the water.
I love the water – but only when it’s quite warm!
Super shots Bob … 🙂
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