Autumn’s a time for appreciating contrasts. I’ve been walking and running more mindfully than usual, it’s easy to do in this season of wet pavements, dry leaves, shadowy buildings and bright mid-morning skies.
The dog stops and waits for me to take photos or scratches his back on long grass or a tree trunk while I admire stuff. One black dog’s goodness keeps the badness of another black dog from nipping my heels, I believe.
At home, the lamps and heating are on. I wrap myself into hibernation mode, in Autumn.