the taunus woods on the edge to november. my parents visited me for a short week-end at the end of october which brought us back up into the taunus mountains again, to go mushroom-hunting ( of course 😂 ). the leaves were slowly loosing their colourful demeanor and more rusty red tones were taking over - so typical for the upcoming month of november. while october is my most favourite month of the year, mellow november is very dear to me, too, so by now the anticipation towards that month usually lowers itself upon my brain waves. it's a time of introspection, of slowly snuggling up inside yourself again, staying in more and enjoying the quietness that settles in when the colder months come around. while i am always very sad to see october go, november is not a bad follow-up at all, and that's exactly because of the things i just mentioned. plus, it's a spooky season, much spookier than october actually is, filled with fogs and rain and moody weather. in that first inbetwee...
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