This post is for Sue whose influence leads me to populate my photos.
Not so early this morning, but then neither’s daybreak. On the tram at 6.22, and on a mission, which as always returns more than I expect.
I cross the river over Most Gdański by tram and then walk back across the Wisła. Bridge pleasures? Its structural lines; the way it frames the pylons in the distance; a man walking in colour-coordinated green; a love-lock and love messages; the view of the city and its reflections; the spiral staircase curling up to the footpath across the road bridge, and down to the path along the river; the small figures of fishermen silhouetted in the morning light.
Last time I was here the river foreshores were a mess of reconstruction. Now that work is finished. Summer eating places spread out along the embankment, soon to be dismantled for winter. The clean-up team is busy with leaf blowers and garbage bags: one lad hops out of the truck to pick up a stray plastic bottle. A message on a low fence asks “How do you see Warsaw?” and invites you to use chalk to create a mural.
A long line of globes decorated by different artists carry save-the-environment messages. The most interesting one is in praise of green roofs, not something I’d considered before.
The foreshore has been landscaped with plenty of benches, and tree-plantings that will eventually provide pleasant shade. Flowers and grasses already soften the newness. The rubbish bins are clearly marked for recycling, and there are a scattering of cyclists, roller bladers, joggers and walkers doing their bit for themselves and the planet. A viewing platform gives a superior view back to the old town, and across the river to the stadium.
I reach the end of the refurbished foreshore at the Most Ślasko-Dąbrowski, rebuilt on pillars left standing after WW2. Upstream from the stairs there are excavations: foreshore work continues.