What a difference a week makes

Thursday 25th October 2013

Last Thursday I took Max to the River Stour at Cowgrove (“We went down to the river”), and today I did the same. There wasn’t quite as much sun this morning, but it was still sunny for some of the time. And just like last week Jez decided that she preferred to stay and snooze on the bed in the sun. But after all of the rain this past week there was a huge difference in the river. The little shingle beach where the dogs play has disappeared under a foot of water. And there’s no way I can wade out into the middle of the river to play with with dogs anymore: around 2 foot out from the bank the river gets too deep for my wellingtons. Here’s Max in the little play area, and you can get an idea of just how much deeper it is.

The water level is a lot higher today

It’s also flowing an awful lot faster too.

In Max’s favourite swimming spot the higher water meant that it was easier for him to get in and out, since the water now comes over a little ledge on the bank. As ever, he was at his happiest swimming after his cones.

Max having a swim

And here he is a the bank.

Max

This is a shot of the trees to the left of his little swimming spot.

Max's favourite swimming spot on the Stour

I had taken the EDO 6D with me today as the weather and light conditions looked good. It was a good choice. This morning along the river bank there were lots of cobwebs on the last of this summer’s long grass, and many of the plants were covered in dewdrops.

Here’s a good example of a cobweb.

Cobweb

And another.

Cobweb on grass

Here’s the dewdrops.

Dewdropts

And the two combined.

Dewdropts and cobwebs

The river, itself, was looking lovely in the early morning light.

River Stour at Cowgrove

Aided by the swans.

River Stour at Cowgrove

And, once again, the early(ish) low light provided a wonderful backdrop.

Swan

Meanwhile, up in a tree, a heron was keeping a watchful eye on proceedings, while balancing on one leg.

I think I'll rest that other leg

One thing that did surprise me, though, was that the leaves on the oak I’ve been photographing are only just starting to turn.

The oak tree

Poor Max. I thought the river would give him a good wash off and ease his itching, but in the afternoon and evening he was extremely red on his chest, under his armpits and between his legs. and I’ve found another big blood-blister thing (well, a burst blood vessel) between his legs. I just don’t know what’s going on with the poor boy. He’s got another check-up on Monday to have blood tests run again, though. I just hope we can get him sorted sometime soon, since as time goes on he’s getting progressively worse and it can’t be very nice for him itching all the time.

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