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It came. Mysterious and full of discreet charm. On the other hand grey and rainy. Autumn has as many fans as opponents. However, one thing is certain: the flowers inspired by the autumn climate delight.

The name "Indian summer" comes from the thin silver threads floating in the wind, which resemble long grey hair. These are cobwebs on which small spiders travel. - When dozens of spiders hatch

The phrase "edible toadstools" - I am not an oxymoron! I know well what I wrote :) In fact, there are several edible species. I dared to eat food from edible toadstools once in my life thanks

At sunrises, I am unfortunately too lazy ... I have the chance to watch them only when I spent the time in a champagne atmosphere of fun;). I love to celebrate sunsets when the world is completely changing

It grew as the only one. It didn't try to reach the sky, maybe it didn't want to be obvious. Three flower buds appeared on a stocky, hairy stem. I waited for it to bloom, watched if it was fine and watered

Mushroom season is in full swing because autumn rains support their growth. Although mushroom picking is pleasant, and the mushrooms themselves very tasty, when going with the basket to the forest, you

What is this rally about? We drive these cars, we are splashing in the mud, melt the sand traps, press the plates, water pours into our shoes, we tear off the mirrors, break roof racks, lose bumpers, tear

Hello my Friends. A lot of happens since I have posted here. Let me tell you how do I feel :-) My life is as beautiful as the stars. Day and night are more and more beautiful. Sometimes I get hurt but

Nature is an amazing architect who, by creating beauty outside, enriches our interior. Thank you for your support :) I vote for them: @TheRealWolf @roelandp @blocktrades @TeamSteem @blockbrothers @qurator

Egyptian beauties charmed me every day. Last week I was in Egypt. Unfortunately, the internet in the place where I was located was unachievable to work or write posts. So I gave myself to blissful laziness.

In mythology, the red rose flower was considered a saint, in Roman times as a symbol of love, in the Romantic era and today it expresses the immortal and unique love between a woman and a man. Therefore,

My poems are about life, love, philosophy, emotions. These are reflections on what we are for and what surrounds us. At some point in my life there was a time when I wanted to vent my feelings, so I started

Hello, my Dear Steemers. Poetry helps us choose the right way. it is a particle of the soul that allows the development of the rest of our personality. However, it happens that we neglect it, the reason

The time of winter hibernation on many of us did not have a positive effect. However, nothing in nature lasts forever - to great relief, the grey months are slowly coming to an end, making room for the

Hello, my Dear Steemers. Poetry to the production of oral culture, when the magazine was not known, let alone the Internet. Oral culture, with poetry and song, lasted at least several tens of thousands

Hate ... what a negligent feeling A considerable amount is born in the head Makes eyes appear with fog And every dark thought moves every second. Is this a disease? He can say happy But his fart can be

Hello my dear :) You can not trust the blind Fortune-Adventure, or wonder about the future, you have to capture the day, and nothing can be done about destiny Poetry is a mirror of man's life and thoughts.

My green grass you are everywhere, green everywhere, you are on the lawn, on the sidewalk, in my garden and happy backyard. But I do not blame you for that that you are growing under your sky although

Hello, my Dear Steemers. Undoubtedly, poetry is an art that surprises and fascinates. It often shows how to live and what to look for. I believe that every person should find time to read poetry, a reflection

In a quiet town at the edge of the world there is no rush, no hustle and no chase. At dawn, all birds are greeted by birds, at night the forest humbles quiet prayers. In the streets, they slowly roam people