September is here one of my favourite month's .

And how does it happen who makes the light suddenly cider coloured and the air smell intoxicating? it's as if mother natures changed her light bulb And swapped her pot pourri to apple and spice.

Each morning this week i've leapt!! Yes leapt!! out of bed in anticipation of the Glorious dawns that have been awaiting me. I feel livelier than i have all year, And can't wait for the day to begin.

With these lovely morning's comes mist and a muffled silence and of course cobwebs. Venturing outside first takes some courage as i'm spider phobic and before i've walked two steps arms outstretched a strand will have broken across my face urgghh! but the mornings to good to waste. By the time i'm at the chickens the sun is just peeping over the back of the mountain and the mist starts to melt away and break up into scary looking wraiths.

I let the ducks and the goose out first What a lot of noise then the chickens a mad mayhem of cackling feathers, Albert jumps onto the highest perch and let's loose an earsplitting "Cock a doodle dooo" I love it..

I have to literally shake the young billys awake just like teenagers they'd lie in bed all day, and drag them bleating and trying their hardest to thwart any attempt i make at tethering them out.

Meanwhile tye the lurcher as dissapeared into the mist and i hear a squeal he won't want dinner, the others all run in his direction hoping for a share, they'll be lucky.