I open the door and feel the cool breeze.
It welcomes me to it's world.
Wet to my feet.
I step like I'm in the marching band.
Lifting up so that my feet don't get moister than they already are.
I still have my Summer flips on.
I'm not quite ready for the cooler months.
I wander my usual route.
Leaving the dogs to go theirs,
I meet up with them under the oak tree.
Leaves are starting to gather by the lawn.
I step around trying not to bother.
As the girls venture in the woods,
I stop and turn to the left.
My lovely butterfly bush is now done.
It's blooms gone until next Spring.
The flutterbyes did enjoy their dancing this year.
And as I walk up the hill, with my girls behind,
I know that Summer is at an end.
Wet shoes, tails wagging,
it's been a lovely walk in my woods.
~ JC ~