Monday, November 27, 2017

Sunny Sunday Walk


I tried my best to stay home yesterday. I read all morning, relaxing on the couch, and it was fabulous. But around 10 a.m. the dog began staring me down, quivering with anticipation and jumping at every turn of the page. Well, you can't read under those circumstances, can you? The pressure is too great.

So I caved in and took her to the Heath, where, as you can see, we had a beautiful sunny walk. (You can barely see Olga out in that field.)


Every time I go to the Heath I see something new -- like these trees shaped just like a treble clef.


We also found a suspiciously black and hairy object nestled in the leaves. A bear? A badger?

No, just someone's old coat.


In the end, it was good to get out of the house. I suppose that's partly what dogs are for -- to keep us moving!

11 comments:

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Remember those "Where's Wally?" books (i.e. "Where's Waldo?"). You could launch a similar series with photographs of Hampstead Heath - "Where's Olga?"

Ms. Moon said...

Dogs and children will protect us from sloth.
Beautiful pictures, as always, Steve.

Red said...

Good eye to see the treble clef.

ellen abbott said...

yes, dogs do force us off our butts and out into the world. I wouldn't know any of my neighbors if it weren't for Minnie.

robin andrea said...

Looks like a beautiful day for a walk. Olga has such good ideas!

Sharon Anck said...

I looks deceptively warm on your sunny walk but I'm betting there was a chill in the air where you are. Over here it has been unseasonably warm. The snowbirds are loving it.

Catalyst said...

The Heath looks like a marvelous place and Olga quite obviously loves it.

Marty Damon said...

So what WAS that big black thing? It looks more like a discarded coat than a creature.

jenny_o said...

I need a dog. Have you even tried to walk a cat? :)

I like YP's idea of a Where's Olga book!

jenny_o said...

That should read "ever" (not "even")!

Elizabeth said...

My dog has been driving me crazy of late -- pacing back and forth. Honestly, she's very old (13) but acts like a spring chicken! Dogs!