My Pot and Kettle Life Lesson — Walking Moose

Moose and I are up early. It’s very warm, but not hot and there is none of that stickiness that comes with the late summer air. I wander around the yard, filling up the bird feeders, checking in with Mother Magnolia. She has produced a bevy of her vanilla-white blossoms this year and frankly, I thought she had peaked a week ago, but this morning I see she hasn’t given up yet.