MikeWilkinson
11-10-2011, 10:50 PM
"Can I walk the Dogs with you Daddy?" Charlotte asks nicely, " I want to come too!!" Demands Isobelle. It is pitch black, blowing a gale and absolutely chucking it down with rain. " Thats o.k. we can wear our Rain suits and use your torch Daddy!!".
So there I am out with the Dogs with a Two year old and a Four year old, in the Dark, in the Woods and its raining. I've got the biggest smile on my face and I'm so proud that my too little uns just don't care.
All I can see are two little glowing dots of light bobbing in the black, as they run around chasing the dogs with there mini head torches. Giggling like crazy and stopping every now and then to investigate a puddle, or a pile of leaves, wet moss on a tree, anything and everything that gets caught in the little beam of their lights.
Then the Owls start hooting and a hunting. The Screech of Little Owls and the Hoot of Tawnys. The pair of them stop, I half expect them to be scared and come running back, but instead off they go running in search of whatever made the noise, making far too much noise to ever actually see the Owls. I'm smiling even more now, I've just turned off my head torch and they haven't a clue where I am, they're still not bothered about the dark, more interested in finding where the Owls have gone and why the dogs eyes glow in the torch light.
An hour they run about, hiding from each other and me, Collecting Acorns and Chestnuts. It is a pure joy to watch them enjoy the woods at night.
Finally the come running back exclaiming there tiredness. Home for Hot chocolate and a hot shower before stories and bed.
"Daddy can we go out again tomorrow?!?", "We will see, little ones, We will see".
So there I am out with the Dogs with a Two year old and a Four year old, in the Dark, in the Woods and its raining. I've got the biggest smile on my face and I'm so proud that my too little uns just don't care.
All I can see are two little glowing dots of light bobbing in the black, as they run around chasing the dogs with there mini head torches. Giggling like crazy and stopping every now and then to investigate a puddle, or a pile of leaves, wet moss on a tree, anything and everything that gets caught in the little beam of their lights.
Then the Owls start hooting and a hunting. The Screech of Little Owls and the Hoot of Tawnys. The pair of them stop, I half expect them to be scared and come running back, but instead off they go running in search of whatever made the noise, making far too much noise to ever actually see the Owls. I'm smiling even more now, I've just turned off my head torch and they haven't a clue where I am, they're still not bothered about the dark, more interested in finding where the Owls have gone and why the dogs eyes glow in the torch light.
An hour they run about, hiding from each other and me, Collecting Acorns and Chestnuts. It is a pure joy to watch them enjoy the woods at night.
Finally the come running back exclaiming there tiredness. Home for Hot chocolate and a hot shower before stories and bed.
"Daddy can we go out again tomorrow?!?", "We will see, little ones, We will see".