Once the morning fog had lifted, the day turned out to be perfect for a long walk, a walk long enough to gather thoughts and connect with the Infinite and Eternal. It had rained all day yesterday - drizzle at first, then heavier rain, but the puddles had all but dried as I set off. Here and there, some unfenced, unharvested orchards; I picked up some pears and a few apples for home juicing.
Below: the X. Canonical Prospect - the fork in the road. Right to Adamów Rososki, left towards Grabina. I take the track towards Grabina, though I would be turning north to Kozłów.
Below: my first visit to Kozłów, a featureless village lying to the north of Adamów Rososki. Kozłów felt like time has stood still for half a century or more; little investment or signs of life, unlike its neighbour to the south, full of renovated działki and newly built houses with solar panels. Nevertheless, the golden-topped silver birches look resplendent at this time of year in the strong sunlight.
Below: I turn left off the main (unasphalted) road running though Kozłów and take a sandy path through a wood that will take me to the DK50 via ulica Graniczna (lit. 'border street') - the border between Powiat Piaseczyński/Gmina Góra Kalwaria to the east and Powiat Grójecki/Gmina Chynów to the west. Before long, I can hear the traffic on the main road ahead of me.
Left: a little earlier I had espied this white horse between two rows of harvested apple trees with Grobice in the background. Horses have become quite a rarity in rural Poland today. Somehow, I feel they will be making a comeback in tomorrow's quieter, slower, drabber, greener world.
Last autumn I spotted an elk through the rows of such an orchard, a sight that's not been repeated.
On, on to the DK50 for a sudden reconnection with an anomalous familiarity:
UPDATE: 7 November 2022: I spotted a juvenile female elk in a corridor between two neglected orchards. Taken 20 minutes past sunset, hand-held, 1.3 seconds at f/6.3, 70-300mm zoomed all the way out to 300mm (450mm in 35mm equivalent). ISO 1600. It shows just how bloody good the Nikon lens's image stabilisation is.
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2 comments:
I like the name, Owocowa, sounds faintly Japanese, I hope it means “nearly a palindrome” in Old Norse.
R’Cardo
Greetinf Ricccardo!
Owocowa - pron. Ovo-TSO-vuh (short 'o' as in box). Owoc (O-vots) means 'fruit', owocowa (adj) means 'fruity'.
My favourite Japanese-sounding toponym from Warsaw is Ochota (O-HOT-uh), the district in which my father lived before the war.
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