PHOTOS
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White Horse Hill
…I shall miss you. I am not sure how long we will stay here but I miss you already!
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Welcome to Warsaw
Warsaw is drawn in sharp lines. Life is fast. Some people don’t even notice it passing by. Love, pain, fun, tears – all drawn in dots and straight lines. Warsaw is grand and spacious. It is really refreshing to walk it in the morning as well as at night. I like going back and catching up with the very few friends left there. It’s not easy, but it leaves space for open discussion, warmth and kindness. There are no blurred lines in Warsaw.
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Missing the Polish sea
I miss the Polish sea so so so much! When I was a little girl I would spend each and every summer at the seaside collecting amber, shells, sea glass and other little treasures. The only thing that kept me motivated to go to school in spring was the outlook of summer holidays and blueberry waffles with cream! I loved the sound of birds and the sand getting into all my bags on the way back.I would hide small shells found on the beach in the pockets of my bag to then present them to my friends – like little treasures. They were quite ordinary really but my silly little me loved their story – each shell has a story, didn’t you know? Some of them, larger ones, still sing it if you place it near your ear. This time I travelled back with a few little shells. Gave one to my son – it inspired him to travel too. Another one had no pocket to go to so I kept it. It is in my bag and it reminds me of my summers, of the place I came from… It reminds me of the water we all originate from.
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Quiet trees
Sometimes I am so glad you can see through trees – they are so still and quiet. So invisible. Yet, they hear all our words, thoughts and feelings…
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Skies over Europe
Two days in Geneva and on the way back home. What a weird trip. I was ever so ill this week and I fear it’s going to get worse…yet when I am high in the skies things do seem a bit lighter. I dream of travel to space but clouds are still captivating!
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Shadows
I love this little tree in front of our church. It makes the church walls ever so interesting.
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The real me…
..is in photos like this one.
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Industrial past of mine
This is the type of work I did back in my university years. I cannot say I miss it but I like to go back to it now and again.
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On journaling
Writing a journal is a must for me. I was waiting for someone almost 30 minutes today but I was so happy! I have suddenly gained so much time to write!
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The ordinary
Sometimes the ordinary becomes the most provocative to me…