The whispering melody of autumn
This night we had the first frost and on some places hoarfrost.
For working late yesterday and getting up early this morning because Alexander had to catch a very early flight I felt quite unbalanced. And so I took the change this morning with the first frost to walk a few steps more instead of jogging.
The air was cold and smelled fresh and after a light foggy grey. On one side the sky was washy blue and on the other side it was a dark grey as if rain and bad weather is coming. I think the dark one was the morning side, sun didn't reached there yet.
Yesterday morning when I cleaned the paddock in the dark there was a kind of constant whisper. Then a sniffling sound again and again. It was not scared but didn't felt comfortable. It is really pitch black short after 6 o'clock. I thought maybe hedgehogs, sometimes they make this sniffling sound, but when I try to locate it, it came from above me. After cleaning and running the feeling of disturbance stayed with me. This morning I heard it again and while walking I found out, because in some places in the forest it was much louder than in other places. It's the whispering sound the dry leaves make while falling. It's a rustling sound. You think I have good ears? No I don't think so. But I think when you are as often outdoor as I'm and also to unusual times you get a nerve for changes, even the slightest ones.
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