what follows is a mix-up of Ela's photos (out of order!) and her narrative (very out of order!!)I decided to collect things according to "theme" - whereas Ela was writing as she was remembering things...
i hope both the author and the audience will forgive me
(doesn't Ela look like a little krasnoludek?)
I am very lucky here – I can take part in taking Neska (Maciek’s and Miłka’s dog) for a walk every day to a near by very Polish forest. We walk towards the lake. The view is breathtaking. And it will be even more beautiful in few weeks time when autumn will change the color of the leaves.
Szczecin holiday was absolutely wonderful. I didn’t have a chance to finish reporting while there, so today, already Friday the 24th I am sitting at my usual spot at the kitchen table and Jasia is nearby. She is preparing breakfast for the family. But I need her as my consultant. She knows Szczecin and surrounds. She has a cousin there and spent a few holidays there.
But first, let me tell you: the place where my cousin Maciej lives with his beautiful wife Miłka (needless to say Maciej is very handsome himself – and very charming) is situated in the prettiest spot in Szczecin. Amongst magnificent trees – forest and lake nearby. They can go for walks within few minutes from where they live and find themselves in the middle of this enchanting wilderness. I was really mesmerized and walked around with a permanent smile on my face. Miłka is very lucky her mother, sisters and brother live nearby and she can visit them often. Actually Miłka grew up in the very street. A little paradise - beautiful villas some going back hundred years.
Going through camera again.
I do remember though that mushroom picking took place on Sunday. Wonderful! Again! Polish forests are very close to my heart. 
On the way home after Maciej and I finally persuaded Miłka that she collected enough mushrooms (podgrzybki) we stopped at a gorgeous little restaurant and had a delicious meal. 
Place specializes in different fish dishes. What I had was lovely but I can’t remember what it was. When Maciej reads this he’ll be outraged because I‘m sure he remembers what everyone had.
Going through camera again.
I do remember though that mushroom picking took place on Sunday. Wonderful! Again! Polish forests are very close to my heart. 
On the way home after Maciej and I finally persuaded Miłka that she collected enough mushrooms (podgrzybki) we stopped at a gorgeous little restaurant and had a delicious meal. 
Place specializes in different fish dishes. What I had was lovely but I can’t remember what it was. When Maciej reads this he’ll be outraged because I‘m sure he remembers what everyone had. 
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