ghost of nature.

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  mourning hall entry of gonsenheim cemetery. as i headed into october, usually my most favourite month of the year, there were first signs of an upcoming cloudiness coming upon our infant relationship. i distinctly remember that it started on the day we visited gonsenheim cemetery. all was well until i made an inconsiderate remark about some graves being too kitschy for my taste, something that i catch myself doing quite often, even though i know that this is something that's always up to those who grieve, and shouldn't be any of my business. there was someone near us who was tending the graves as i said this, but i am almost sure he didn't hear it, as i had made my remark in a low voice but apparently the dude knew the other person and that was basically the bowl of fat that i immediately stepped into - dropping a brick where i shouldn't have. our walk, that started harmless at first with a visit to the nearby animal enclosure, was suddenly tainted by my though...

horses of gut adamstal. golden days like you see in these pictures are my absolute favourite thing about autumn. the colour turning of the leaves, the last warm rays of the sun touching your body, without the sticky summer feeling of high air moisture, it is what makes my heart sing every autumn. autumn is my homeland, i feel comfortable there, secure and very snug. you could say that i feel very much in my element when autumn rolls in. even the gloomier days, the dark and cloudy ones full of rain and mist are speaking to my soul, sort of showcasing the up and down of moods and atmospheres, my very own wittiness. we ( the dude and i ) had visited hofgut adamstal on one day, to stroll around the riding stables and grounds and take in the beautiful early autumn weather. hofgut adamstal seems to be perfect for horse loving people, there are extensive paddocks for them horses to roam around, but also various riding halls in case it rains cats and dogs. you can also plan birthda...