Monday 10 May 2010

Well, about those photos, as we flew over Poland the sun was lighting up myriad lakes of all sizes and shapes, rivers, streams, ponds, and as I watched them I had the impression that they were filled with molten metal, silver or mercury perhaps, and were only prevented from overflowing by the viscosity of the surface tension, it was magical and I could have watched for ages. I later found out that this area has more lakes than almost anywhere else apart from Finland and is called "Kashubia". It is very green and apart from the water also has lots of woods and forests.We are making our descent here and moving out of Kashubia but there are still lots of lakes . I'm often surprised at the photos I can get with my humble little digi cam, and remember many ariel views and configurations of the land which have attracted me, green and yellow patchworked countryside in England, dry reddish brown expanses of Spain punctuated by occasional lakes of silvery green in dragon like forms , and on returning from this trip the surprise of seeing the mountains north of Málaga a verdant green, as if someone had thrown an enormous emerald velvet cover over everything and tweaked them to form perfect blanket folds. The longest wettest winter in Spain for many years has had its benefits.

Back from Poland



First sight of the Baltic, from Sopot, the sea deep blue green, and the sand silver. I strode out along the beach, and reached the pier , where I did my first transaction in Poland, ordered myself a hot chocolate and apple cake with ice cream! Delicious!
No, this isn't Poland but Essex, hard to believe only a mile or so from Stanstead Airport and this the hotel I stayed in overnight. It was little quirky and I liked it. It also had an Indian Restaurant where I had dinner, the only other guests were Spanish, from Madrid.
I just had to go for walk to soak up the green of the English countryside and this is me on English soil with cowslips.
Coming in over Poland I took these photos from the plane. Watch this space, I'll tell you more about them later.



The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice , there is little we can do to change until we notice how our failing to notice shapes our thoughts and deeds. RDL