There are so many greening pleasures in this Polish spring, but none delight me quite so much as willows. They offer delicate curtains in front of the landscape, or behind portraiture, and each day the curtain becomes denser. There are willows in Australia, but there they’re a curse, clogging up waterways and turning streams to sand. Here, I can enjoy them and the nostalgia they evoke. When the twins were tiny, I used to walk them from the old apartment up to Park Morskie Oko. I’d decant them on a rug on the grass beside the lake now slowly filling. Then, they were immobile, just beginning to crawl, although even then Maja showed a frightening turn of speed when she saw a duck. Now they are a blur in the distance as I pause to capture the airiness of the willow.
This is my contribution to the 7 day nature challenge begun by Ulli. Thank you for passing the challenge on, Gilly.