It’s a foggy day at Roundtop, a bit warmer than it was a few days ago. I’m still not as mobile as usual, so the photo this morning isn’t from somewhere in the forest. The stone foundation in the photo is all that’s left of an old house and barn that was part of the original Roundtop property. You can also still see the remains of the old road that led up to the house. That’s the open, slightly sunken area in the foreground.
I still have more leaves remaining on the trees than is normal for this time of year. I don’t know why they’re hanging on so long, especially since they are all dried up and have lost their prettiness. The color of the leaves that have fallen to the forest floor is the same as those still hanging on the trees, so it’s all a monochromatic brown right now.
Dog and Baby Dog are missing their usual long morning walks, as am I. I try to make it up to them by spending the same amount of time outside with them, if not walking. Dog finds this compromise a reasonable one. He busily sniffs all around, as though he’s never done that before, then returns to me for a good butt rub. Baby Dog is less understanding. She will stand at the end of the driveway, looking back at me as though she can’t figure out why we’re not heading out on our usual route.