Catching the wind

Woke this morning with the words from Donovan’s song, Catch the Wind going around in my head.¬†¬†Pumpkin and I headed off for an early morning walk before breakfast.

The first thing to greet us was a high jet stream splitting the sky in two. It seemed like a gift. A cool, gentle breeze was blowing and all around, flowers, grasses and leaves were dancing. The sun was still low and the shadows were long, turning my friendly canine into a lurching wolf. Continue reading “Catching the wind”