Crisp November a first
There’s a lovely little November story in this, Nigel. What makes it work is that nothing huge happened: Dixie got her morning adventure, you noticed the moon and stars, came home to perfectly cooled tea, and meanwhile you’ve got this excitement quietly building about Kim’s gift. A Crisp November Morning and Something to Look Forward To Just before seven this morning, Dixie and I headed out. It wasn’t going to be one of the big walks. This was more of a get-up, put-on-the-jacket, grab-the-dog-and-go kind of walk. Except Dixie apparently didn’t get the memo about the “small” part. The moment she saw me putting on my jacket, she got excited. She does this thing where she lifts one paw and looks at me as if to say: **Take me. Now. I am ready for the big walk.** She is just one happy dog. We headed through Great Bear and over to the bin so I could dispose of Dixie’s morning business. It was chilly and a little foggy, with that particular crispness November mornings have. At one point...