Every morning, when the cold hits my feet after jumping out of bed I run downstairs to look at a light coming through windows in my house, like a small girl looking for christmas gift, have I told you how I enjoy looking at this morning light show, reflection of home, bouncing shadows of trees mirror on walls, the sun rises above buildings, cat stretches on a stair and my dog with his stare look, calm and sleepy kitchen is filled of coffee aroma.
I'm happy this year fall is very gracious, it's served us most of the time a nice days of gold indian summer.
I must say we started mushroom season last Sunday, from early morning till midday we walked through the forest searching for some nice xerocomus. Well, unfortunately there weren't much to pick, not rainy enough, I guess, anyway we had enough to make some good mushroom sauce with potatoes for diner.
I still acclimate to fall season, oh god, I'm so bad at this, cold evenings make me cover with a blanket and stick on my couch after work, bearing with my heavy thoughts and tolerating my neglected mind.
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