Rons Rambles. Dorset, England.
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 8:44 am
My Eyes Watered up, the moment I stepped out of my door, as I reached my gate tears were rolling down my cheeks, no worry I`m not a star crossed lover, just caught in a keening east wind , dry and cold, exactly what the weatherman promised last night. He also mentioned snow, no sign of that yet! Of course no frost on the cars or roofs, dry winds do not produce Jack Frost, so safe underfoot, just as well, I wanted to get a move on, loitering and staring was not the order of the day...............There were no other takers about this early morn, but the cold did not hinder the birds, they were all fully on song, and mr fox put in an startled showing as we came face to face in M.h.lane! Two days ago it was a large black cat following me down here, now a fox turning tail and scarpering!!,,,,,,,,,,,,The ducks were not in situ at the millpond, too early? too cold? who knows, I just knew I had wings on my feet out here , my days as a sprinter have suddenly revived! I shadow boxed past the Mill, music for today.....Harold Land and Quintet on a classic slab of hard bop "The Fox"" of course, or the blues opus "I ain`t superstitious, black cat just crossed my trail" it all is relevant, to a pre dawn "hoof" in this corner of frozen Wessex, so I bid you top `o the mornin` from Dorzett, love and salutations.