In my garden...and not only - for Cornelia

[Anna Kazimierowicz]

When I saw first spring flowers in my garden I began photographing them with abandon:) I became lost in my thoughts...

I haven't even heard Kruszyna shouted for me to go for a walk. So she bored resignedly laid down somewhere under the pine.

But soon sun shone for her as well;) We set off...

Me still mad... I saw only flowers...

...and birds. One jay didn't want to fly away, but, on the contrary, was posing for me.

So I set up my easel...

Forgive me, painting isn't finished, but suddenly I heard Kruszyna shouting: "Mummy, help!".

I run back fast by the river. Oh my, Kruszyna couldn't climb up steep bank!

As fast as I could I took her paw and helped her get out of the river.

Furious Kruszyna told me, she was fed up with my... art. She threatened not to point for me pheasants anymore.

Kruszyna is a small lady but with huge character. I recognized threat was real.
So we get back home playing along the riverbank.

Wet and dirty but satisfied Kruszyna later whispered to my ear that those pheasant she was only joking;)

Sorry, story is too long but that was a long day, full of adventures;)

This story is dedicated for Cornelia, she knows why;)

[Myra Thomas-Rhodes]

Just wonderful - thoroughly enjoyed it all.
M XX

[Kristina]

Lovely story and not at all to long. I like flower as well, so I really enjojed loking at your photos and reading this story. Thanx a lot for sharing.

[Agnieszka Rola]

you should adding more pictures and stories Anna! really nice day! lovely photos and sweet Kruszyna!

[Anna Wymyslowska]

Piękne zdjęcia! To pole z taką fajną wodą to gdzieś w okolicach Warszawy? Poszukujemy z Newtonem miejsca do nauki pływania przed próbami polowymi ;)

[sammi pease]

Lovely story Anna...long may you enjoy your flowers, Kruszyna and your camera....!!!!