Moonlight in Owl Wood

I walked around Owl Wood in the company of Dobson and Miss Pinkerton

moon-shadows followed us around.

The fish pond shimmered silver 

and

 the midnight blue sky was dotted with myriad stars.

To say it was beautiful just doesn't come near.

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This morning was cold and frosty which was no surprise

considering how clear the night sky had been.

Oh how I wish I could find the macro lens..

Miss Pinkerton followed my progress around the gardens,

wondering what I found so interesting.

Enough of playing with the camera,

it's time to walk Dobson - my darling, scaredy-boy. 

Over the last few moths I have gradually been stretching his boundaries, 

managing to persuade him just a few yards further down the lane

or to explore the boundary of an unfamiliar (to him) field

is quite a victory.

All that hard and patient work now means that our walk options have improved tremendously

even though they are nothing compared with the walks I used to take with my old dog.

Across the frosty field you can see some of the cottages down in the village.

By this time, Dobson was getting a bit anxious

but I managed to get him to walk further than before

until we reached a gateway which

overlooks this pretty garden.

It belongs to friends of ours - in the summer it is very beautiful

and makes a great venue for a summer party.

Dobson came across to peer through the wrought-iron gates

but his relief was visible

when I saw "Right, let's go home!"

Once home, I got a large pot of soup on to simmer

and finished making a couple of loaves of bread.

No prizes for guessing what we had for lunch!

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