Drips
Friday 05 August 2011 | 0 Comments
fun in threes, sometimes fours
photography
At Table Rock State Park yesterday, I had to take the obligatory slow-shutter-speed shot of the waterfall...

"Can I take a picture?" It's a common refrain whenever I bring home the small point-and-shoot I use in the classroom.

The Girl especially likes going for photo walks in our back yard.

I tag along with a camera too big for her even to hold, taking pictures of her taking pictures.

Back in the house, we transfer the pictures to the computer. I straighten a few of hers, delete several blurred ones, and correlate them with my own photos.

"You're silly, Tata," I hear behind me, "Taking pictures of me taking pictures."
K’s parents have a large house. They have to: they run a little noclegi business — something like a bed and breakfast, but more often than not, without the latter.
This is the view from their highest balcony.
All the quirks of Poland, on display. The relatively rich live beside the poor. They both live next to an enormous flea market, where everything is available, and all prices are negotiable. All framed by the mountains that give the region its beauty and its culture.
