Last winter, at the turn of the old and new year, we went to the forest. It was the day of the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. The end and the beginning. On such important natural days, we always try to interact with it, with nature. And it is very important for us not to lose touch with the forest. So we chose a forest not far from Krakow and went there on a snowy December day.
And we got what we were looking for. And more than that. We communicated with the trees. We rolled in the snow. We felt one with nature. After all, nature doesn't leave us - it's people who move away from it, even though they are always a part of it. We walked around and felt that our spirit and the spirits of nature, and its Spirit are one.
And apart from the sense of the intangible, we simply enjoyed the views. Among other things, we found ponds that looked literally like something out of a fairy tale or some kind of fantasy. And then we decided that we would come back to this place again in spring.
So we did. At the end of May, we visited the forest again. We spent even more time there. We settled our winter debt to leshy. Once again we enjoyed the view of the ponds - now in a springtime entourage. And once again we felt that spiritual, immaterial, with which the forest is permeated. And (importantly), those places gave us inspiration for new parts of the book "Cloch and Bua".
Indeed, photos don't really give you the feeling of space. Neither the sense of the spiritual. But here they are. And perhaps you, too, can feel inspired through them?
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