THURSDAY 16th September: Misty woods
Tara: Mums on holiday! But I am NOT!!! Not fair!!!
We had to wait til Mum finished work yesterday before we could walk. On account of her holiday starting then. But I thought we woz going mountaining, on our hols! But she says we still have to get to the mountains, and that won't be til Saturday, so she is on hol but I am not.
But we went to Bear Woods in the Mist today, so it was OK. Damp sniffy and misty.
Cato: It was a good walk. Dad came too, and we wandered all through the woody bits and it was all damp. Mum says I am going to need my anti- anti-hist um... tablets soon, or I will snuffle.
This is a photo of the leaves going yellow, cos of Autumn.
most of the misty stuff had gone by then, but it still felt all lovely and clammy cool.
More and more people are brushing their dogs outside. Is it moulty season? I prefer to sit on Mum's lap while we watch tv. It is more comfortable.
This was a tree right deep in the woods. Well, 3 trees actually. Mum says the flowers are probably something called a tribute. I couldn't reach to sniff them.
Mum says this is Old Ivy. Older than her. Or at least VERY old.
More blackberries. Mum wanted to pick some, but there wasn't time, cos Dad had to get home to eat his tea and go and play his snooker thing. I don't think I like blackberries. The bramble patch is huge. It is nearly as bit as our house floor. All scrambly and prickly.
Can you see Mr Squirrel?
He is in the crook of the tree branch.
Here is that fungus again, only this time it is going all manky and black and starting to melt.
Tara: Look at these prickles! I got one of these in my foots! It didn't hurt, but my foots woz so fluffy, that Mum didn't find it til later! And she had to pull it out. Ow! And then she trimmed my foots down cos she says they were TOO fluffy. So more not fairness! Not only did I get attacked by vicious Attack Prickles, they made me have a horrible foots trim too!
Look wot I found! A mountain!
(Mum: I think Tara needs a few lessons in what mountains actually are, don't you? )
This woz right at the end. Mum took lots of pics of me beating Cato up, and him losing, but all her pics came out bad and blurry, so this is wot we looked like after.
Dad said it woz a tie, and that no one really won. But that is silly. Of course I won.
Dad didn't win his snooker though. He woz a bit disappointed, cos he usually wins. He is very good. Cos he's my Dad.
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