… she isn’t in the least red-faced about it! So, did you peer out the window, clad in your pjs, early this morning to catch a glimpse of that Blood Moon and the moon eclipse, or did you hit the snooze bar for some more zzzzzzzzzzzzs? I did take a peek, but the windowpane’s reflection didn’t do the moon justice so there are no photos from me. The pictures of that Blood Moon were amazing; it’s a good thing it isn’t Halloween week or everyone would be making Dracula jokes for sure.

I headed back to Council Point Park this morning. It was a very brisk walk and the wide open areas of the Park caused the wind to whip around and nearly take your breath away, especially if you were walking at a good pace. Just like the leaves that have dropped off the trees, the walker population in the early a.m. has similarly dropped off, and more than a few familiar faces were missing today. The first loop I walked solo. Soon I joined up with Cindy, whom I mentioned in in my post last Monday, after she showed me all the duck hideaways that she knew of, so I discovered where the ducks have been hiding since Spring. We talked and walked while enjoying the beautiful morning. The songbirds were trilling, the ducks were lined up on a log and quacking away and then that pleasurable ambiance was suddenly interrupted when a Canada Goose plunged into the Creek with a kerplunk, then much splashing ensued. A fellow walker came toward us, all excited, as she had just seen a deer in the water by a wooded area. We walked another loop, hoping to catch sight of the deer, but it eluded us. Maybe next time. We parted and I headed for home, head bent down as that wind sure had a bite to it, which seemed only fitting, being on the dregs of the Blood Moon and all. As to seeing red – well my cheeks were bright red by the time I got home and have a look at this tri-colored tree, with the focal point of crimson red – a jewel in an otherwise blah landscape. You are awesome Mother Nature.