║today my way║: 2006

Not a snowflake in sight, neither a blowing hurricane escaped its den but Christmas is here and we are spending it together in peaceful atmosphere. I wish we laid more plates on the table and shared this joyous time with more than us but we're just equally excited to be on our own and soak up the festiveness alone. Happy holidays to everyone near and far. Wesołych Świąt!

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Recent weather has been nothing but inspiring to take our feet out the door and looking at the photos taken in the middle of December we've been blessed with almost spring sunlight, succulent grass, peacocks majestically exposing their feathers to match nature's blooming colours. We were also fooled by unbelievably bright rays of light as we walked around over 100 acres of garden, open parkland and woodland of Upton Country Park in Poole. I love English weather and doubt we'll ever get a snowstorm.

In alignment with changing season some changes are threading their way towards us - in the New Year we will be moving out of the way too big flat of ours to a smaller accommodation. To make things little cozier, we'll sneaking back to the bunch of cats we loved so much and our friends who will stumble upon us every morning on their way to the kitchen. I loved living on our own but can't wait to be back to almost holiday feeling of opening our bedroom door and greeting our next door neighbours on the corridor still wearing dressing gowns or hurrying to work.

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Now that the weather is a few degrees colder, we'd love to keep our escapades around Dorset well thought out and more organized but I guess as we're loosing one third of our team, some changes are in sight. By saying 'losing' I meant Damian's brother moving out of our flat and getting a pad together with his girlfriend. How exciting! We said our goodbye to beautiful in their windy mood cliffs of Lulworth Cove hoping for lots of exciting news and more emotional moments. We loved having J sharing a lot of aspects of our lives and will miss the unbeatable camera man to bits. Good luck with everything, J. It's the little things, right? x

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On unexpectedly warm September day when I'd think twice of going out without a cardigan, we went to explore the village quietly squatted underneath castle I previously talked about here. Everywhere one turns, gets hit with a stone (metaphorically), old but beautifully restored wooden doors with brass knockers and windows so low you can actually peek inside shamelessly take me straight to Shire in the Middle-earth as described by Tolkien. It felt like inspecting a miniature town and if I was invited inside I'd wait with a withdrawn breath. Once inside I'd look down on its inhabitants asking them to put the light on to diffuse the afternoon gloom while being offered a mug of hot drink. My imagination... Corfe Castle village makes magical holiday spot with lots of garden walks, bread and cheese picnics in the church graveyard (have I really said that?) shouting instant 'quiet spot' with barely a soul making his/her way to well-known destinations.

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One trip and what a transformation of nature, Durlston Park is indeed filled with odds we adore - stones staring from underneath our feet, forest that reminds Jurassic times, water playfully seducing bluebells. It's all about having a careful eye and thrill-seeking mood, more time than the rest of the world, camera and extra pair of hands to operate it. And good weather, naturally. I suppose I could enliven this side of the screen with more images of civilized spaces: British towns with all the history hidden in stone, statues and even famous stores attract people frantically. Us, included. Although we're more into invading quieter areas, we'll work harder to face the crowd.

Also you get to see the camera operator for the first time - Damian's twin brother, Jack.

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A quick meet-up with friends was a much awaited afternoon when we chatted away, exchanged photos from recent holidays, sneaked around to find new features in the beautiful old house we had a pleasure of renting a room (remember me saying about bunch of cats? It happened within those walls). We never skip this place on our map and will never forget the kindness of two fabulous voyagers who generously opened their doors for our suitcases.

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Holiday is over so we are back to trying out the best of local area wearing slightly summer unfriendly jeans and jumpers but it is only our response to the great British weather. Don't get me wrong when I moan about temperature lower than my ponytail - I love to bicker about it to pinpoint its undeniable impact on this country behaviour. I find it sweet to squabble about something that has partly made me settle down here bringing out the best of curl in my hair or allowing to play in the sand all year round. Anyway, the visit was very interesting while I was trying to teach Damian how to pose for the eye of the camera. He didn't do bad, did he?

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Everything about today was just fabulous starting with the bright skies and moods, people inviting us for fresh produce, animals attracting eyes in their natural poses I couldn't help but memorize digitally. Milking cows, letting the horse rest in front of the stable is day to day life at the farm and no one ever contemplates the black patches or the amount of flies on their backs. Unlike us - a town transplants to views of a rare occurrence elsewhere. Not that I was growing up in a big place as all the best parts of my childhood happily for me happened in a railway town where meadows, fields, rivers and mystery of deep woods created my never-fading love for all things countryside. Having said that I haven't actually experienced a real farm life when I'd be the first one to see the dawn and milking a cow is an activity I compare to mathematical equations I've hardly gotten away with. So when Damian's father suggested visiting his family in a rural area in the south of Poland, I more than eagerly jumped at the chance. Escapade worth every fly on my sandwich.

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Some of the images will probably get framed or developed in silly amounts but it doesn't stop us from adding more elements to quickly chosen expositions. Weather has been perfect to begin with, no excessive heat just yet to let those strawberries mature at their own pace (have you tried barely ripe strawberry dumplings? They came out of water slightly sour but it was only our greedy whim to blame). Frugality was not an option in terms of food and entertainment however simple pleasures among the dearest and the fuzziest allowed us to have a whole month of an incredibly homely adventure.

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