Autumn morning

With mist over the green field, the hawthorn turning yellow and the sky light blue with rippled clouds scorched orange on the underside it is 6.41 on Friday morning and it feels like autumn.
I am out as usual walking Dylan my black lab, he meanders around the path sniffing looking for scents to follow. We do not see many walkers at this time of day. The tall grass is wet up-to my thigh but it is clear and fresh this morning a fabulous time of day to be out.