Gooseberries were big part of my childhood. I remember sneaking into my grandmother`s garden and eating them right off the bush.
They were used for making jelly and kompot (drink we had with Sunday dinner).
I still steal few gooseberries when I see them growing somewhere.
I took these photos when I went with my sister to her in-laws`s house, while in Poland. They have a beautiful garden full of delicious treats that scream “eat me!” So I did eat, a lot, and snapped some photos while doing so.
It was a place my mom wanted to see on our trip. She took mass in there, while my sister and I took photos (and later joined her by the end of the mass).
It is a sacred church and ground, worshiped by many.
I found this little piece of information (in English) on the internet:
“The present basilica is located on a hill, where in the twelfth-century, stood a wooden figure of Mary, the Mother of God. According to a chronicle from 1218, the blind Jan from Raszewo (Jan z Raszewa) regained his sight there. After the event, many pilgrims began visiting the area.”
…And they do to this day.
My sister finally got her dream camera.
This was the first trip I saw her being a fellow “shutterbug.” It was fun to watch her do what I was doing every time we have traveled together.
She had no idea I was taking these photos (at least some of them). She, definitely, had no idea I was taking them because I had this post in mind from the very beginning.
Well, she knows now. Welcome to my world sister😀
My mom, sister, and I went on a girls trip to Polanica Zdroj, Poland. It was a place that we all have been at some point in our lives, but never together.
My sister and I visited this place as kids for overnight camps.
My mother went there for a health retreat after my father died. It was a place that helped her recharge and go on as a single parent.
One of the stops, at my mother`s request, was this cool Art Glass Factory. It was surprisingly small, but if you love to take photos, you will find it very inspiring.
The coolest thing happened when people working there were on break. One of the man working there asked me if I want a cool shot. Of course I said yes. He led me behind the safety rope to the huge and very hot furnace. He opened the door that leads to the inside, let me get as close as I felt comfortable, and take photos. Despite the incredibly hot air, I was able to take some amazing shots. I left the place happy and giddy.