I am starting to expect spectacular skies on my evening walks. That is a bad thing as not every evening delivers.
The birds have migrated for the hot season except for a few blackbirds and pigeons and a couple of waders.
The dragonflies are out though I fear I need some more powerful laser guided camera to draw out their beauty. They are strange creatures and I find myself staring at them as they balance their impossibly long bodies on tiny sticks like miniature blimps anchored to the ground.
Some evenings the sunset is so over the top I can't get enough pictures of the nuances and I have to edit with a heavy hand.
Sometimes Rusty gets bored and sits sniffing the air glancing back at me occasionally as though asking what am I thinking.
By the time I get home the day is done and it's time to get ready for tomorrow.