when the flowers die off

so i've had to go out to the garden

and take some photos

before i have cut down and prune the plants.

these are the last few flowers

and the new mushrooms i found

taking over

tomorrow the sun rises at 7:07 and sets at 7:55.

if i didn't know any better
i'd think it would be
the shortest monday ever.

crisp

it's the beginning of autumn

and this time of year is my favorite.

i just want to throw on an oversized sweater

and go for a walk in the woods.

the evenings always puts me in the mood

for chillin outside with

some red wine,

a bonfire,

and good company.

the season is changing

i love this time of year.

it just smells fresh.

bolgenie

right. my dream from last night.
i woke myself up this morning laughing. literally laughing hard. it was a weird one this dream.
so from what i can remember...

i had met my partners grandparents
(who are both passed and i've never met in real life)
the grandmother had poofy white hair and was wearing like a lilac colored top. she was carrying a laundry basket with different shades of purple bed linens...
i dont remember the grandfather that well.
there was a pool in one room, a cozy den in another (i saw the fireplace) and we were in the kitchen area, which had brick walls and was caddy cornered with the stove and sink. There was a side door that people kept coming in and out of...
i really liked the area rug that was on the floor and i kept going on about it. the rug was made of natural fibers, like hemp maybe, was double sided so that there was a different pattern on each side. the design was of a naked woman sitting on a large rock on a lake. her bits were covered by her long hair and she was sitting in a modest way. on the right of the rug was a tree and you could see the branches hanging over the lake. one side of the rug was a close up version of the opposite side.
since i really liked the rug, i took note of the brand on the label. it was made by a company called "Bolgenie".
there was a sort of time lapse in the dream so that now it was either later or the next day. i was still going on about the rug and everyone was laughing at me because i kept saying "bolgenie". i was laughing at myself, and that's how i woke myself up.
it was one of those very vivid dreams that you wish you could jump back in to... i also woke my partner up from me laughing out loud (she thinks i'm nuts anyway so it's ok) i immediately had to tell her about the dream and meeting her grandparents. she said that sounds just like how her grandmother was..
after finishing explaining the dream, i had to google bolgenie to see what the heck it is. seems to be either a toilet cleaner (lol) or something from a different language.
if anybody has any idea, let me know..

take a vacation from yourself

go on. you deserve it.

This is the first post in my new blog.
 
I hope someone out there will enjoy the experience.