Teignmouth Saturday

Saturday morning in September; warm and sunny.  This is a view towards Shaldon and beyond to Dartmoor in the distance.


Last night was a full moon – called the harvest moon – being the full moon closest to the autumn equinox.

I tried to get a photo of the moon – but I missed the lunar eclipse, which came later.



The cat that walked…

With apologies to Rudyard Kipling who did a far better job!

Cat went far and far away and hid himself in the Wet Wild Woods by his wild lone for a long time till the Woman forgot all about him. Only the Bat–the little upside-down Bat–that hung inside the Cave, knew where Cat hid; and every evening Bat would fly to Cat with news of what was happening.

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