September 15 with Jones

A week before the equinox and good weather, like today, is a bonus. I almost said godsend but I better take God out of the planetary weather governance. A pleasant today in Nova Scotia to enjoy the small and the large.

The large is the Great Dane, Jones, without the rock floor of a drafty castle and a trestle table top and thrown chunks of meat on the bones. Poor Jones, less of an insularity than the 4 horns sheep of the Ilse of Man, but unlike the Ilse of Man's cats he has a healthy spine and a wicked tail.

 There we are under the gaze of the Sunflower.

Imperfection all round; there is a caption in this blog that I do not know how to delete.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

   blackberry and cherry tomatoes