Thursday

Ed, knowing that I need more than anything, a leisurely wake up, is off in the morning to tend to the cheepers. I take the time to think. I'm tired and just a wee bit sniffly, but there is nothing like a brand new morning to set the mind in a good direction.

First, importantly, I'll use this weekend to catch up on rest. I was to go to Florida for a wonderful reunion with my good friends, but I see that what I really need is time to unwind at home.

Second, I'll put some thought into other strategies in terms of The Great Apartment Hunt. Because it's not true that this has been a failed search. I learned a lot about real estate in Poland -- how things work, how it all proceeds. I learned about the market. About neighborhoods and communities. I feel much more connected to it all. I'm not just the person coming back after a long absence. I'm more informed, I understand what I want and what can and cannot be accomplished.

And I've met some interesting people and developed some connections for further work on this project.

Alright. Time for breakfast -- in the front room. A relaxed breakfast. A happy few minutes.






And then I am with Snowdrop. The energetic, adventurous Snowdrop. No commentary. Just photos:
























I'd forgotten that she is to spend the evening at the farmhouse. (What's the point of typing it into a calendar if I don't check the calendar?) How could I forget? Well, it's been that kind of a week. We are delighted of course to have her. I'll not post yet another photo of her joyful face. Though I do wish I had a picture of her delight when I fed her some shavings of real parmiggiano reggiano.