We're back to the cold front no matter what the calendar says and shop windows shout so no open toes or bare shoulders any time soon. Bundled up we still manage to escape boredom and gravitate towards outdoor activities - freezing backsides off on an empty playground, carefree frolicking on a windy beach and re-discovering old paths and half-sprouted branches in the background is our kind of fun these couple of days. Whether we can continue to entertain ourselves this way for a long time is a whole different matter. So my friends, go brighten up your freezing cold day and step out. And then hang out at home and don't leave until you defrost. x
When you get so tired that all you want to do is dig yourself under the sheets and sleep for the rest of the afternoon, our idea to spend this time outside might prove to be crazy. It was indeed but would you resist a sunset at the beach followed by a carrousel ride to the sound of an overjoyed laugh of a toddler? I thought so. It was sunny day leading to red-cheeks-and-noses type of evening and my hair hasn't gone that wild in a while. But we loved every minute of this fascinating relationship of sky, sea and the sand revealing its overwhelming amount of possibilities from leisure photography to making heaps of sand creations. And on those soft pink skies, bright and sparkly carrousel stood out beautifully like a gem in coal with us being the only wind riders looking out for Damian's hat in the crowd of passers by.
I feared we've extended our cold by the beach escapade (although you would need a calculator to count layers of clothing I sunk in) so I took a long warm bath followed by snuggling into cozy blankets with warm drink in hand while Nadia... didn't really care of any of the above precautions I took. Her colds last hours unlike mine but that's not the story for light-heated.
On the creative news I've been trying to make this little nook of internet space as much enjoyable to my readers (me included) as possible so some design changes were implemented with a lot more to come in near future (I'm talking days, my dears). And I want to give you a sneaky peak of an art project I'm overjoyed with in hope for my first giveaway! Can't wait!
I feared we've extended our cold by the beach escapade (although you would need a calculator to count layers of clothing I sunk in) so I took a long warm bath followed by snuggling into cozy blankets with warm drink in hand while Nadia... didn't really care of any of the above precautions I took. Her colds last hours unlike mine but that's not the story for light-heated.
On the creative news I've been trying to make this little nook of internet space as much enjoyable to my readers (me included) as possible so some design changes were implemented with a lot more to come in near future (I'm talking days, my dears). And I want to give you a sneaky peak of an art project I'm overjoyed with in hope for my first giveaway! Can't wait!
Clearly insane weather sneaked into our backyard and I couldn't help but add our share of snow fun here (have you noticed we still keep our baby Christmas tree? I just can't bring myself to part with it unless I had a garden to plant it in...). I guess this kind of winter fun is the best - not overly planned or fussy, just grab your coat, warm gloves and stomp your feet or lie diagonally on the white surface! Funnily enough, waiting for the first balmy sign of spring I welcome every snowflake squeezed into cracks in pavement, alleys and paths nearby with child-like excitement.
I'll leave you with first (and only?) snow-hugged day this season and suffer my newly pierced ears. Nadia was a brave girl but her mama is one hardly-pain-bearing soul and had a few odd moments of post-piercing trauma. Not really looking forward to sleep on my left side...
I'll leave you with first (and only?) snow-hugged day this season and suffer my newly pierced ears. Nadia was a brave girl but her mama is one hardly-pain-bearing soul and had a few odd moments of post-piercing trauma. Not really looking forward to sleep on my left side...
Unexpected as it was and equally cold, our feet led us to a place non existent on the surface (while in Poland, of course). To get to the died down heart of a black coal mine Guido we had to wear protective helmets (in every colour of the rainbow) and without a scent of fear be able to take a journey almost to the center of the earth (which with a child under 7 takes us 170 meters into the blackest space). Our guide showed us the furthest tunnels and told about horses helping with coal transport. I'd have never thought about visiting such weird place but thanks to my uncle (the same who stayed with us in September) we had a bit of a history lesson. Mines are usual view in southern parts of Poland, my father worked in one before I was born and I could easily recall a few names taking a lift down the mine for at least forty years in their lifetime but never visited one. Now I appreciate more their hard work. Nadia enjoyed running through the tunnels and laughed hard seeing her bear wearing protective helmet in matching colour. After the scary escapade we went back to my uncle's pad and enjoyed roasted tenderloin with dumplings for lunch.
I was really into wearing hat and almost snake-snarled scarf all the time while out in the freezing cold and gloves never left my hands for insanely long but I couldn't help but caught a cold while back in England anyway. Under the watchful Damian's eye I'm slowly getting back to my healthy blogging self.
When noses turn red, body shivers just a little too much not to blame it on current season and rain adds this genius sense of drama to the candlelit evenings, we turn the heating on for a maximum of sweat and pile up on a reading material to last until the next pouring hour. While coordinating with Nadia's sneezing and coughing I have been living according to little dudes of all shapes and gender for the past two weeks and interspersing our conversations with their adventures. If we are to have more rain and even more tissues by our side we might start seeing big spaces on local library shelves. Then we'll just naturally turn to my magazines of which fashion is Nadia's best section where she studies carefully each photograph and its detail predicting best trends for spring.
