Striding around Sokółka

Time to duck out of the capital for a while to hit the highs of the Eastern border region. Poking around the recently harvested fields and enjoying some stormy weather, is always a fun thing.

Strolling around we found on the fringes of the field some unharvested grains

They were from several seasons, some obviously self sown.

I think, but am not sure, they are oats, buckwheat and barley.....anyone able to help here?

The site manager

armageddon?

I can't even explain why this photo just fills me with happy feelings.

There was a drop of rain about.

And the odd stork dropped by, thankfully baby free.

And the sun sets on another Eastward journey.

oh stormy night

On a recent stormy night, I played around a little with some photos. It was when planes were also flying over our neighbourhood which made things even more interesting.

Some more little things.

Life is all about little things, well to me anyway. So, I thought I would share with you some more of the little things that I like. In picture form of course.

Breakfast. Breakfast in Poland. Breakfast in Poland during berry season.

When your breakfast in Poland during berry season is on buckwheat pancakes and looks like this.

Clouds. I just love them.

I think clouds are actually greatly inspirational, especially cumulonimbus and cumulous. Cirrus are ok, but not nearly as graphic and creative.

Ladybugs/ ladybirds/ladybird beetles/lady beetles/Coccinellidae, whatever you want to call them they are just so great, gentle, delicate, cute and this year everywhere in Warsaw!

Homemade pasta, especially when it is drying out and looking like an odd sort of kelp forest.

When you ad kurki (chanterelles), butter, cracked pepper and a little garlic to homemade pasta.

Any form of cake from the wonderful patisserie Sweet Home the makers of our wedding cake and most birthday cakes since that date. Seriously delicious, like this chocolate and raspberry wonder.

Children with heads like balloons, well it is true, they look funny.

Storms, only those containing excessive rain, thunder and kickarse lightning.

Fresh homemade bread with butter, fresh homemade bread with butter and homemade jam.

These are, of course, only some of my favourite things in the world. The best part is that most of these I only truly discovered here in Warsaw. It really is a magical town.