That golden time of day. The flat Mazovian plain, the setting sun glinting on the tracks; the sense of the sublime I've been searching for. The mile-long walk back home to the other end of ul. Trombity just after sunset was quite magical; pockets of warm, then cool air, scents of summer. Planes flying overhead, the occasional train, a swan, wheatfields, old houses, new houses. My kind of place. It's wonderful to be so happy from living here.This time last year:
Development starts encroaching - Mysiadło boxes (field across the track now being developed)
One of the most interesting old house dating back to the 1850s is standing on the corner of Krasnowolska(78) and Tramblanki Street, only 15 minutes bike ride from Trombity Street. Neoclassical Villa and garden with very old trees. I saw a cow on the ground too one year ago=) You must see this...!
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