Disappearing winter

From the train to Kraków, it looks like the end of winter; spring feels imminent, the snows are melting, the sun is out. But there's still a long time before the crocuses bloom. On January 16, two years ago, it was -23C during the day. The frost gods can yet return. Indeed, I'd be surprised if they didn't. Below: The Małopolska village of Przełaj from the train. Note the babcia in the bottom left corner of the picture.