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YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING

YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING

YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING
YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING



YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING
YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING
YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING

YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING
YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING
YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING
YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE BLOOMING

























































































































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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AFTER DAYS
























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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LIVING ON A PUBLIC PATHWAY
LIVING ON A PUBLIC PATHWAY
LIVING ON A PUBLIC PATHWAY
LIVING ON A PUBLIC PATHWAY



































































































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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GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST

GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST


GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST

GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST
GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST
GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST
GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST
GEM HIDDEN IN A PIGEON'S NEST

























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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EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS

EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK IT GROWS













































































































































































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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TEMPORARILY INSPIRING
Eyes get used to to the familiar view way too eagerly and mouths desperately seek favourite tastes so getting a thrill of spending a month in my home country seemed like a great idea to get lazy, soak up the early rays of summer sun, eat good portions of garden-bred fruit and nab a few things that are beyond my grasp on the British soil. Thanks for joining us on our almost 24 hour drive across Europe savoring the view of sleepy towns and villages from the wound down windows while getting a side-sunburn. Rubbing our eyes sleepily for the rest of our journey was too sorry to capture so the first thing we did after getting out of the moving home was throwing ourselves into the arms of our beds. The next day in Damian's parents' allotment garden made for lots of tasty and colourful images you'll find in another post.

TEMPORARILY INSPIRING
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ENERGY KEPT IN STONE

ENERGY KEPT IN STONE


ENERGY KEPT IN STONE




ENERGY KEPT IN STONE
ENERGY KEPT IN STONE
ENERGY KEPT IN STONE
ENERGY KEPT IN STONE
ENERGY KEPT IN STONE
ENERGY KEPT IN STONE
ENERGY KEPT IN STONE
I've been wanting to explore more the old, thousand year old castle that we tend to pass by on our way to next big town and not just peeking from underneath the hill but actually get the ticket and walk through the stone gate that loses against its weight, soil movements, heat and rain.

The Keep of Corfe Castle was built as a highly-visible symbol of status, power and authority serving as fortress, residence, treasury and prison, now still overwhelms with the silent power it once had but also brings some sadness at a thought as to what have become of the things far behind us. It once was a home teeming with life and laughter, tears and labour. Seeing it so unnaturally fragile, snapping pictures felt almost like uncovering its wounds. But whatever's been said, there's still life there, cows graze beneath the hilltop, daisies lean onto the cold bricks. And we will be back for sure.
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