Compositions in red, green, white and blue

The days are marching. Warmth is escaping back out into the cosmos; the nights bring a light frost. But when the clouds dissipate and the sun shines, beauty is everywhere.

Below: an explosion of colour in my back garden.

Below: bright red creepers run up and down the tall pines in the forest between Jakubowizna and Machcin II.

Below: one of the canonical prospects. Despite recent rain, the land remains parched.

Below: despite the drought, the top-fruit still ripens. It's the height of the apple harvest in the orchards around Chynów, the tractors are pulling trains of wooden crates laden with fruit to the collection points.

Below: approaching Dąbrowa Duża, corduroy fields separated from forest by a sandy track.

Below: approaching Machcin II on my return from Dąbrowa Duża.

Below: it's only quarter past four in the afternoon, but the sun's getting lower and lower in the sky. The forest behind Jakubowizna.

Below: gate guardians – Czestuś and Arcturus await me at the end of the drive, the rest of the gang is chasing my heels. Whenever I return home, the first thing I always do is to feed the cats; they see me as a successful hunter returning from the hunt.

This time time eight years ago:
On the internet, no one knows you're a dog

This time last year:
Low water mark

This time six years ago:
Łódź to Jeziorki by car in four hours
[See how Poland's road network has improved!]

This time sevenyears ago:
What's new on the manor?

This time eight years ago:
The funeral of Tadeusz Lesisz

This time nine years ago:
Socialist realism in the boardroom