The Path

Early morning sloth always attempts to convince me that a later start will mean more light for me and the dogs. Unfortunately the need to be out and back before humans and pets start their daily activities usually wins. Today was a compromise, the trails were clear of walkers and the visibility perfect.
Part of out trail runs through a stand of trees that, were it a few hundred larger, could be a wood. Recent mornings have been a leap of faith as a covering of leaves obscures any logs, rocks or pits that the local lads have created as mantraps. Natures road sweepers have been out this weekend, winds that cause havoc and rage about our houses forcing us to hunker down, light fires and take shelter are seen to provide a useful service to anyone who values sure footing.