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gaily, winter.

But in the village and the surrounding area has! Announcements about the night in the cold put on my feet farmers. Their crop, potatoes, celery, corn, onion, were, like themselves, in jeopardy. All night across the fields drove huge tractors and sprayers zamgławiały field. Bonfires blazed on the horizon zadymiające cultivation. Is this something I could, and saved the crops? It is not known so far not yet fully known. It is said that well have the same thing to them is growing, and I very clearly see their work. You do not have a good time and the weeds to grow. They cultivate the land, sow, plant, fertilize, care, and then there's this thing, or nothing. Frost, drought, rain, hail, nature determines their being. Do not have it easy. That was the morning of the fourth of May.

ULV.

smoke.

Dogasające fireplace.

Already the day before came to the garden and narozrabiali chilly gardeners, and it was only the beginning.

May's snow.

Napsocili well in the garden, not just mine. Zmrozili fresh vine leaves, linden flowers of rhododendrons, Boston, Catalpawood, even the young growths boxwood sadly hanging on shoots. It's hard.
The cold days. Almost do not hear birds, and they are, because every day I see the yellow wagtail and her partner, and perhaps vice versa.

Yellow Wagtail.

Sometimes there are individual starlings. Strange, because I always have their entire herds. Not at all birds, though fewer this year. I always swarmed with us from oknówek swallows, this year I have not seen them yet.

Accompanied szpaczka wyjadaczka.

I wake up in the spring and summer, along with the birds. I am sorry przesypiać miracle awakening of spring. Even then, outside the window where the May frosts, and radiators as heat in the winter. It's fun to enjoy these views and to awaken in the morning slowly jackdaw.

Dawn.

ciepełko Waiting, however, in the end is in May, a month that goes by the fastest of the year! Forecast from the May
truly wish and I'm going to see the May lilies, because they've flourished. Unfortunately, the frost killed my growing next to the "whipped cream", indispensable for the side, because I'm so its a pity ...

"Whipped Cream"