One of the things that I love about fall is watching the dogs put their noses up in the air to smell messages on the wind. At least, that is what I assume they are doing. They all seem to do it. I am sure that if we humans paid more attention we could learn a lot by sticking our noses in the wind.
Last week it was summer and this weekend it turned to true fall. No longer does it seem like we get 4 seasons, now only 2. Fall was always Squash E Bears perfect time. His winter coat would start to bloom and he really looked like the perfect cuddle bear. Gosh, I miss that dog every day. I do love the current pack but there was something about Squash that even made people stop their cars in the middle of the street and ask about him. It was not really how he looked, though he was a formidable giant ball of fluff, he exuded this gentle energy that could be felt all around. Fall is my favorite season. I love the colors, the crisp air, the smell of cider and pumpkin. I love how the animals start to gather all their hordes of food for winter. The smell of wood fires. Oh my, I think I need to go make an apple pie. What do you love most about fall?
As the season changes the mushrooms seem to take hold on our walk. All types of mushrooms are appearing on peoples lawns. It is a lovely display of fairy circles and wild spores. Lulu likes to water them mostly. They are bigger than Charles and they scare him a little so he tries to avoid them if he can. Sofie just sniffs. Don’t let the furries eat them if you don’t know what they are, they can be deadly. And don’t eat them yourself unless you are knowledgeable about what you have picked. I think they are cool to look at but don’t tend to pick my own. Do you pick your own fungi?
This was Sofie circa 2014 about the same time of year. The river looks the same but the bulkhead is now natural shoreline. Though it is humid and still warm many days, the nights are getting cooler and the fall rains have moved in. I am sure next week we will see very high water from Hurricane Florence (named after my Mom). It has been many years since Hurricane Isabel had a 7-foot surge and wiped out the playground and dock. I wonder what Florence might bring? We are seeing unprecedented changes year after year in water level. Who knew that weather would become it’s own TV channel and that we would watch it and listen to it endlessly.