I was originally going to wait for Iggy to get a chance to sort these photos before I mentioned the fact I managed to extend my walk a little. But I changed my mind when the post I wrote on Sunday seemed to cry out for the walk information to be added. So, as a result, you are getting the photos seporate from the text. It doesn't matter though, you're still getting both. Besides, there's more to the text. So...
I began my walk as normal, taking my camera because it was one of those beautiful days you tend to get some time in Autumn... You know? The days that remind you of Summer, and give you another chance to enjoy the sunshine before Winter shows up. Anyway, I wasn't sure what I'd planned to photograph, but I could hear a plane, so I decided to try and track its progress. I sort of got a shot of it in the distance, but didn't get a decent shot of it.
Anyway, I continued my walk, taking a couple of shots of the trees along the way, just for a, "here's what our walk looks like during October," type of photo shoot.
Then I got to the end of the path.
I'd just been reading certain posts that made me think, and a piece of one of them hit me at that moment. It was a part of the post where the old, "why did the chicken cross the road?" "To get to the other side," joke was mentioned. I remembered then another version of the joke, one made up by a little girl I knew - or, possibly not made up by her, but I only ever remember her saying it - when I wasn't interested in hearing that chicken joke again. She told me she had a new one, so I allowed her to tell me:
"Why didn't the chicken cross the road?"
"I don't know... Why?"
"Because it was too much of a chicken!"
Not really all that funny - unless you're about 5 years old - but it obviously stuck in my mind, and I remembered it then.
Anyway, I decided that this chicken needed to stop being such a chicken. So I took a deep breath, looked for something to follow with my cane (finding a perfect low wall).
And walked to the bridge that the river goes under.
Now, I could have continued up the road, or gone back and gone the other way down the road.
Or, I could have been the chicken who crossed the road.
Or, I could have been a brave little chicken and walked in to town.
But then a nasty leaf monster snuck up on me, so Kero and I came home instead.
So, why didn't the chicken cross the road?
Because she was attacked by a vicious leaf monster!