Walking at night

Filemon, my lovely schnauzer, is now a grown dog. We keep on walking, something we both enjoy. But even though I like to do it early in the morning, during  the past months has become a night walk.

At morning I like to hear the birds singing, while everything else is so quite. The rising sun shows a soft light, and the wandering gives a fresh start to the day.

At night...well, we walk. No day light, no birds singing. But, sometimes, you may look at a glorious moon.