Arriving at W-wa Jeziorki by double decker train, I walked back home the long way, seeking the very essence of what makes Jeziorki such a wonderful place to live. This is the fourth Sunday in a row with dawn-to-dusk cloudless skies, though sunset today, after the clocks went back, was shortly after four pm.
Jeziorki's spirit of place is here, by the tracks, planes taking off into the warm southerly wind, the trumpeting of the pheasants, the silver birches, golden leaves rustling, new houses, old houses; a lovely day.
Good to be here, Jeziorki JZ. Time to give thanks for all one has. For tomorrow, the unmitigated awfulness of commuting begins for another week. Warsaw needs more public transport.
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Nice pictures as usual. How are you doing in the Mole department? We are getting hammered by the varmints! Tough to play whack a mole this past 10 days
Bob
All clear since the concerted flooding effort in late July - I guess we drowned a few and the subterranean stench of their decomposing bodies put the others off.
Looks like your 'natural method trumped our chemical one - out with the hose today!
Bob
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