Maria ladybug and my garden wake up.

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One early morning I decided to take my morning walk on the hill path here in Gyllebo. It is so beautiful in the sky, and especially now that autumn is creeping in.

The very first maple leaves had gradually begun to adopt a reddish color. Nothing is as beautiful as when the maple changes color.

Me and the dogs gently stepped onto the moss-covered oak planks that lead through the damp parts of the area. It feels a little fun to walk on these boards, because you feel like a kid again for some reason, I think. I usually hum some song in my head as I walk, so there a little for myself ... "Yes yes yes!"

At one point there was a frosty deer book and it was so beautiful so I couldn't really understand what it was like for a tree. Google did not help me much either, but it became the big "Flora of the North" that became my help. The Internet in all honor, but you should not believe in everything there is.

The ferns had also begun to change color.

At the little lake on the way to Sjöröd I stopped for a while. There I think so beautiful, as in a fairy tale. A story about trolls and princesses and maybe some old sea creature ..

Quote of the day:

Life goes on - never forget it!

Have a wonderful Friday.

Hug me, Annika

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This time is coming now, it is just so wonderful.

The pictures are from October last year, and I hope that we will be offered the same color explosion this year.

Although this weekend we were invited to beautiful late summer weather here in Österlen. Real ice weather mind you.

At home we had festivities going on and to my great joy we were able to sit outside in our garden and eat party food under the open sky. With a high sweater and blankets for our guests, it was a fantastic afternoon.

In my family, an increase is expected sometime in the fall and that is what we celebrated with thunder and bang. So, it will be so fun with "little again" and I will get a new title sometime this fall ...

Yes, autumn is a pretty fabulous time and especially this fall of course. I enjoy everything that nature offers and look with confidence in the future.

Quote of the day:

If the Stone Age children had listened to their parents, we would still be living in the Stone Age.

Hug on you from me.

Annika

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That evening when me and the dog Johnny took our evening walk at Forsemölla, we of course slipped into the beautiful pasture as well.

Or slim and slim…

"Sicket cuddles you were cuddling here", I thought a little to myself as I helped Johnny across the stairs into the yard.

(that is Skåne and means that it was difficult to get into the pasture simply)

In the past, Johnny happily skipped most obstacles, but now it's a little harder when he has a leg that's a little second. But shame on the one who gives up. With common forces we took over and entered the pasture. Then we wandered around there in the Österlen perhaps the most beautiful pastures and just enjoyed.

Up by the lone tree walked Mandelmann's mountain cows. They glowed white at dusk like ghosts and we could clearly hear the bells they always carry around their necks.

With Johnny in leash, I kept my distance. But never know if they can be upset by Johnny's rightful oversight. We enjoyed a lovely evening both long and well. It is all a great luxury to have the opportunity to roam here.

Then it was the same procedure to get us out of the pasture.

We slowly strolled back to the car. I enjoyed the silence and the beautiful autumn. Johnny enjoyed most of all the sweet scents.

On the sign at the parking lot hung a forgotten hedgehog. It looked wet and a little sad. Maybe its owner has been and brought him home now, but otherwise he probably still hangs there ...

Quote of the day:

It is with freedom as with love. It must be conquered again every day.

Yes, it is indeed a freedom to be able to go out into nature whenever the spirit falls on. And then you can drive home to the cottage and the little husband and conquer love ... if he does not sleep of course, because then I conquer an evening snack instead.

Have a good time and hug.

Annika

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Small lonely trees and chairs have become some of the hallmarks of our beautiful Österlen.

The lone little figure at Klammersbäck, with the two familiar, comfortable recliners underneath, has become a well-known view here at Österlen.

I was told by a Kiviksbo some time ago how it turned out that this little tree had to be left ...

It was said that when you forested and cut down the trees along the shore here, someone had put a note on this little sweet pine that sounded something like this: "Please, leave this tree, because it is so nice I think"

The morning when my dogs and I walked here, we had our sights set on the little tree.

Although the morning was chilly, the sun's rays warmed us comfortably.

Some chairs were not left at the tree and I hoped they were just in for annual repairs. They have also become part of nature here and a wonderful place for a while.

We still rested there during the messy number, before we walked back to Vitemölle again.

Inside the pine forest grew wonderfully beautiful fly mushrooms and small violets. It is very nice in the fall. What makes me almost never find any chanterelles. Red fly mushrooms make the mind happy.

By the time we returned to the parking lot and our old "scrap-bangs", the morning had passed in the morning. The chilly had turned into lukewarm, and it would be another beautiful late summer day in Österlen… or an “early autumn day” if you wish.

Quote of the day:

Be like a flower and turn your face to the sun.

Hug friends from me.

Annika

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Every new day is truly a gift. A gift that I am getting more and more careful about valuing.

One windy, cold September evening when we ate supper here at home, it was so close that I just sank down on the TV couch. Stefan fired in the fireplace and it looked really inviting. But when I caught my eye on my fine Johnny dog, I decided. He was craving a short lap in nature and so it got to be.

Earlier in the day I had thrown the dog cage out of the car. It has become a little too difficult for Johnny to jump into. Now, instead, there is a nice bed in the whole luggage compartment for him. And if Uncle Constable comes and gets us a loose dog in the car, then there is a budget for that too ... Johnny should have a good time, period!

Me and my happy dog ​​steered the cuddle to Forsemölla. A wonderfully beautiful place that does good for both body and soul.

The wind thundered in the tree tops, the water thundered and the dry old tree cracked alarmingly with its dead branches.

When we went there, Johnny and I, the TV couch there at home did not feel very attractive anymore. No TV channel in the world beats nature's own program.

Wonderfully beautiful, that's what this is!

Quote of the day:

There is only one moment that matters: NOW. It is the most significant moment, as it is the only moment we have any power over.

It is my own responsibility to choose to do something that is good for myself ... and for Johnny of course!

Hug on is, Annika

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My week has been filled with must, planning and fun. And today something fun awaits ...

For those of you who are looking into the blog today, I would like to invite some pictures from our promenade at Vitemölla.

It was a brilliantly beautiful day and we chose to hike up the beach meadow instead of on the sand by the sea. I've noticed that it tempts a little more for my Johnny dog ​​when the surface is soft.

Here in the sandy hills live small cute wild rabbits. Obviously it is very exciting to go here, especially if you are a dog.

September is really a beautiful month.

Quote of the day:

When we listen, we create a sacred place for the homeless parts of someone else.

The most important thing is not to speak, the most important thing is to listen.

Have a good time and enjoy your Sunday.

Hug Annika

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Hello. I hope you all wake up to a wonderfully lovely Saturday morning.

For me, it does not matter so much what the weather looks like or what season it is. I am completely happy to just get out into nature. I think the best start to the day.

Last week I walked a lap around the lake. Some guys were in the process of trying their fishing luck. How it went for them, I don't really know. Maybe they got to stay in the Gärsnäskioket on the way home… yes, that kiosk has probably saved many lives…

At the most beautiful resting place of the lake, someone had had a real sea battle. Angrily, I muttered to myself as I pulled out the plastic bag I always carry with me in my pocket. Despairingly, I collected some forgotten beer cans and other debris and carried them all with me to the nearest bin.

I can't understand how you can just leave a beautiful place in the forest like that?

When I was a kid, we got to go to Mulleskolan. There we learned not to "throw away paper and always pick it up". We even got to practice picking up capsules from the ground, which our Miss had thrown out in advance. Of course, that was a bit of a premium. Yes English and math are probably so good, but another mullet lesson probably had not hurt either.

Recently we have had fresh winds here in Österlen. Cloudy windy weather. White geese have also been found on little Gyllebosjön. The fall is undeniably here.

Quote of the day:

I really don't want anyone bad. But some people would probably understand a little better how badly they behave if they ever got the chance to meet themselves.

Feel free to come here to Gylleboskogen, but don't forget to bring your old beer cans and use condoms home.

Have fun and hug from me.

Annika

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In Vitemölla there is a place that is a little extra beautiful.

It is the small beach strip at Norra Vitemölla, where the stream flows out. There, the trees have been shaped like bonsai trees. Knotty willow trees that extend out over the stream. (the creek I think I know it's called Möllebäcken ... though I may be wrong ...)

It was a glorious beautiful morning that I was thinking about walking with all my dogs. A large truck had stopped to unload something at the little bridge that goes across the stream to the parking lot, so we had to stop a bit from there.

All the dogs took care to quench the thirst in the sweet water before we started our hike north.

One last picture I took of the beautiful bonsai trees and their wonderful formation. Sneakily, I thought it would be great fun climbing on those knotty branches. Though that kind of thing doesn't mean middle-aged women, and the knotty branches might not have stood for my weight either ...

The birds sat on the sea-grass-covered stones, screaming. Maybe we had interrupted their morning rituals. Or maybe they just welcomed us to wonderful "Videmylle".

Quote of the day:

Don't be like a parrot - be like an eagle instead. A parrot talks to hell too much, but can't fly as well. An eagle, on the other hand, is quiet and has the power to fly high and almost touch the sky.

Regardless of whether you are an eagle or a parrot, you should not talk a lot of shit, especially not about other people. No, away with all the bullshit, it's just stealing a lot of energy! Pinch your beak and aim at the sky and become an eagle, everyone feels good.

Hug you from me.

Annika

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On the sandy beaches, the beautiful marviole blooms the best right now. With its slightly pale purple flowers it is just so beautiful I think.

It was the gray morning when Johnny and I walked on Borrby beach. Nature's pastel colors made me think of the most beautiful watercolor painting.

There is something very special about this time, when what becomes, through a magic trick, becomes completely silent, still and desolate in Österlen.

When I had forbidden Johnny to try to hunt down every poor sea bird he could see, he instead started eating rotting seaweed. For the "Johnnie Law" says that something must be done, he just has to come up with, always and everywhere ...

I myself crawled most of the time and perpetuated the beautiful marviole ... or the beach soap as it is also called. The plant that is edible and learns to be a delicacy. If you suffer from scurvy, it is also said to be good against it.

After one last glance towards Bornholm we went back to my old Volvo. My fantastic "dog car" that after approved inspection can roll another year on Österlen.

Quote of the day:

Get fascinated instead of frustrated.

Instead of dipping over a cloudy day, one can rejoice in how beautifully all the colors stand against a gray-blue sky.

Have fun and hug from me.

Annika

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In September I always have an inner monologue with myself. Take a window cleaner here or take care of all the 25 windows yourself.

After hot summer months with millions of flies, all my window panes were completely dotted with fly shit. So it is always there at this time of year, and probably it is for everyone who has window panes in their homes.

(fly shit is Skåne and means fly shit)

Although window cleaning is among the most boring I know, the best thing is that there are just shiny clean windows.

Imagine coming up from the bed straw and being greeted by a happy sunflower through gleaming freshly decorated windows. It also causes the weariest soul to come to life.

Because even though the days are shrinking and the darkness falls on earlier and earlier, it is lovely with clean windows. You want to have as much light as possible.

Do you remember mine? red hibiscus? It has got a little blue "buddy" who has also started blooming now. Sure it's lovely !!

Quote of the day:

I hate when older people say, "Young people today can't even write writing". -Okay Berit, you can't open your computer without getting 6 virus and transfer half your pension to a Nigerian prince.

Never underestimate the knowledge of young people. No matter how boring window cleaning is, I am more than happy to change jobs with one of my daughters. I fix their windows, then they sort out my computer problem or guide me so I get on the right train or city bus when needed.

Feel good and hug from me.

Annika