End of summer
The ridiculous summer temperatures that we experienced all through September have finally come to an end. The last flowers on the heather are finally fading and when I set off it was cool enough to give me quite a chill for a while. The cloudy sky was looking quite definitely threatening. All those things (well, all except the flowers) were a Good Thing, for the simple reason that after months of sharing the paths with countless dog-walkers, horse-riders and sundry other people out enjoying the countryside, the mere threat of a little drizzle was enough to keep them all inside and out of my way. This week I could not go out with the club, so the sense of having the heaths and woods to myself was even stronger. Bring on the winter, it can only get better!
