Isa in Wunderland

A late breakfast, then took the DinkyDog for a wander around the Allacher Forst.
The leaves, still clutching their autumn tones, paved a silent way beneath the undressed trees.
Still cold air held to the exposed hands and face. The low early afternoon sun, when permitted passage between the grasping branches and solid trunks, received no quarrel from the lucky few warmed by its oblique rays.
.... followed by coffee and cake in Dachau.