I don't know about where you guys are, but in my piece of sky the weather really picked up yesterday. The sun shone bright, the crisp bite of the wind mellowed into a languid breeze and the air took on that particular quality that it has at this time of year - you know, that....that...thinness whereby sounds seem to carry much farther than normal, to bounce back from the horizon. The world felt, in short, more open.
And I, of course, was stuck in the office!
No matter! In an effort to seize the moment (something I'm trying on for size at the moment!) I had both of the dogs and Hubby packed into the back of the car within about ten minutes of getting home and off we dashed to Bedfont Lakes. I don't quite know how to describe Bedfont Lakes - it used to be a gravel pit about twenty years ago when my Nan would take me for some fresh air in my pram. She would push me along the gravelled paths while her Spaniel, Digby, charged about and tried to pinch my sweets. Since then it has been radically altered and now stands as a public park, nature reserve and heavily landscaped beauty spot.
It is deeply unfortunate that the whole area has a fixed boundary and entrance is only possible through one of the several gates. These get locked at specific times throughout the year so yesterday evening we only had about 45 minutes to enjoy the weather and the surroundings. Nonetheless, I felt pretty perky, elated almost, afterwards and the dogs loved it too, as you'd expect. My dogs mean the world to me, so I guess I ought to introduce you!
This here is Denny, my Staffordshire Bull Terrier. She is about 4 years old now and a very good girl:
And this is Bruce, Hubby's Dobermann. We've had him for about 18 months now and he is a very naughty boy! He spent the first couple of years of his life on a puppy farm being used as a stud, so he came with plenty of baggage and a deep distrust for other dogs. He's getting better but is still a bit of a nightmare: