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On Saturday, I spent the day chilling out after a long walk with Puggy, including an afternoon nap, before I travelled to central London at 5pm. I was booked at The Brewery with the Hollywood photo booth at a very swanky roaring 20’s charity event. The photo booth went without a hitch but it was a very long night for me, leaving home at 5pm and I returned home at 3.45am!! Needless to say I was pretty shattered on Sunday morning.
After editing all my photos from the previous night, I had a lovely day off yesterday, with Brad and the pooches. We took a drive through the country to take a walk around Westonbirt Arboretum. It’s colour rating was turning golden but the variety of colours is insane, it’s always amazes me the full spectrum of colours at this time of year. One tree could have every shade from green, to yellow, to orange to red, it’s ombré at natures best. I took my camera because I couldn’t miss the opportunity to capture all the colour, I love to photograph nature and still life. I love a good close up too, you can really see all the detail in the leaves, and I love a good depth of field.
Were we really enjoying our walk, with Brad wondering off up ahead,with Logan on the lead and Puggy running free bounding between us both. I hung back at a slower pace to take photos, speeding up my pace to catch them up every now and then, before another beautiful shade of red or orange or pink or yellow, caught my eye and Puggy and I stopped to take more photos.
It was all very romantic and whimsical until we were brought back down to earth with a very large bump when
Brad we decided to let Logan off the lead n a quiet area to have a run around. He ran off in the bushes, Puggy in tow, and neither one of them would listen to us when we called them back and we could see Logans tail wiggling around with his bum in the air and we knew they were up to something. Brad ran over to see what they had found, to discover a decomposing/ed dead fox, which they were rubbing themselves all over. It. Was. Gross. They stank. We were both heaving. And that was the end of our day out.
We did have plans to enjoy a winter ale and a sunday roast or some food at a country pub, we were going to spend the whole day out and about, but we ended up heading home and spending the rest of the afternoon in the shower. But it wasn’t a complete loss, by the time we had de-foxed the dogs and scrubbed ourselves clean, we got in our comfies, watched Benjamin Button which I haven’t seen before, and enjoyed a Lamb with salsa verde and mash potato dinner which Brad prepared and I was in bed by 9pm and slept like a log!