Early morning rounds

I was up early to walk the dogs this morning.  I have become a night owl, staying up until after midnight.  But the dawn gets me up and going.  I thought that I would share some photos from the early walk.  The leaves were dripping with drops from last night's rain.  The air is humid and filled with the smell of dead leaves, the forest, flowering tea olive and sasanquas.

We don't get much fall color here but the leaves stay on the trees for a few months. 

The pet cemetery.  I have to add some more crosses and fix a few that have fallen. 

The garden is doing well.  Collards and broccoli are getting bigger. 

I like the green house.  We moved the plants this week to be able to put them inside if there is a cold snap. 

Looking through the woods buffer to the fields. 

The wetland that is one of my favorite places to visit. 

Even the oak leaf hydrangeas are interesting to photograph.

One of the benches where I sit and contemplate all kinds of things.  It is along a trail on the property. 

Gotta have some weird photos of fungi. 

The stinkhorn smells like something dead but has beauty in its own way.   

Bricks and mortal and fig vines. 

Walking towards the main house. 

The sun is up and golden this morning. It's supposed to be in the upper 70's here.  I'm enjoying the great weather for working on the boat.  Hopefully, I'll have some before and after photos to show soon enough.  Of course, I wish that we were sailing and anchoring someplace for a few days.  But that will come soon enough.

My father-in-law is at a physical rehab center to get his strength back. He only grumbled a bit.  He nearly died this time, so maybe he is a bit quieter because of that.

Not much else going on.  Just a lot of peacefulness here: Going to meetings, carrying the message to others, and doing my best to practice the principles of recovery in my life.