From now on a large part of my indoor photographs will be taken on this fragment of the forest’s soul. This beautiful slice of about a hundred-year-old hornbeam was given to me as a gift. I have a strong belief that was an expression of gratitude for my diplomatic withdrawal from men’s plans.
We have wintered extremely easily this year. At first, it was so warm it could be taken for early autumn. When Yule came and the Earth bounced off the Sun so much, the heat could no longer hold to this place, the snow covered the vegetation thoroughly. Such prepared world and my gardens survived winter really well. It is true that I’ve suffered some losses, but these were plants annual in our climate. I didn’t loose however any of the plants with which I have plans for the upcoming season. Not even a single one. Something ends, but something begins at the same time – this year my dye garden will be much greater and in plural. Yes, I’ll be having two dye gardens!
Long time has the Wolin Festival waited for this relation. A week has already passed since warriors and craftsmen have left the big open-air museum on Wolińska Kępa in Poland, and I still keep going back there in my thoughts and wonder if I can show you at least a tenth of the charm of this early medieval melting pot of cultures, languages and religions. To warn you in advance – this post will be filled with photos!
Autumn came.. Truly gloomy, foggy and cold. Cats are coming back home soaked to the bones and landscapes.. look like illustrations from novels about my country’s darkest days.
On a day like that I went for a walk to nearby forest to catch some foggy yet still green photos and.. as usual, my plan got luckily turned upside down. Firstly by my cat. And after that by my neighours’ dogs and cows :). I walked not more than 100 meters away from house when I heard sweet kitten crying “mom! wait!”. Layla, our siberian cat noticed me leaving and decided to join. Meowing, she followed me and accompanied till she got startled by neighbours’ cows. Real countryside 🙂
Those, as every morning, were heading slowly for a pasture led by two people and three cheerful female dogs. Two german shepherd like and one curly haired. That poor litte ball of fur is not allowing anyone to comb her hair and good keepers are cutting off bigger chunks of her matted hair only when she’s distracted and accidentaly lets do anything to her. The dog was originaly ownerless, no one knows whose she was nor what adventures she had. Important was, that she sniffed a good man on her way, showed up in his house and could stay. Housewife managed to heal her eye remainder with sage, tame this poor ball of matted fur and turn the Cinderella into real shepherd dog!
Now, every morning the dog leads cows to the pasture and in the evenings she comes back for them with keepers and her german shepherd – like mates. She’s not chasing wildly my cats and when her dog mates are fighting and biting each other, she barks and brings them to order. This, I’ve seen with my own eyes. Guardian she is 😉
The talk with neighbors would easily take another hour, unfortuately cows, let free, scattered and chewed grass from someone else’s plots and my own cat disappeared.
Great story, isn’t it? Sometimes it’s good for plans to make unexpected turn – forest photo session turned out to be a pasture one, yet heartwarming in return 🙂 And my cat.. didn’t disappear, but waited for me at our gate. From time to time I have a feeling that I’ve got a dog too 😛
One more shot at proud cow – dog:
Such a story 😉 Hope you enjoyed it at least as much as I have 🙂