Sens rzeczy prostych... czyli rozpoczecie sezonu!
Czas plynie, swieta dawno minely i maj w pelni. I wiosna w calym swoim rozkwicie, a mnie jakby to nie dotyczylo, tak jakby wiosna nie miala do mnie dostepu. Choc ona tak bardzo daje znac o sobie... Jak zawsze. Jak co roku. A u mnie glucho.
Coz, opieszala jakas sie zrobilam. Opieszala i... posypana... tak mozna byloby ten moj stan okreslic. Za duzo niewiadomych... ktore moze z czasem... jakos same sie rozwiaza, uloza... w jakas logiczna konkretna calosc, ot, tak po prostu, same z siebie?
Jak brakujace czesci puzzle?
I choc wprawdzie nie moge powiedziec, ze nic nie robie w sprawie... remontu... bo przeciez, czyz te setki godzin spedzanych day before the monitor, reading the various construction sites, the absorption of the entire renovation and construction of knowledge, and to completely sterilize the mind and the overwhelming disgust for everything that is inextricably linked to the word - repair ... a little?
And yet, the overwhelming impression that if I stand still in place, did not leave me. Ceased even to what I have to admit with shame, unfortunately, going to the friendly blogs ... which surely so happy to visit ... Well, General discourage the over-flashing screen and more so. computer hate ... wprawily me in a different, closer is not identifiable states of mind ... rather, in a quite specific state, which could be defined as the so-called. General depressed ... And so I would probably lasted in this state ... I never said in the end - enough!
I had my daughter, a silent witness of my states of mind are not ordered in the end ... departure. Go to the hut. Departure and common grasping the situation. And there are any findings ... further action. Action potential, as pointed out with emphasis. So I thought
that he misheard.
And this is what it is. Yeah, who the year before, the day o June, the first time and how it seemed then, last, exceeded the threshold of cottage ... joyfully welcomed by ... wytaczajacych hut from the depths of our welcome ... three lords so tall. meneli area.
those gentlemen on the background of the ramshackle huts .... formed a very picturesque image, which is a very expressively tripped on the imagination of a young person ... causing immediate reaction in the form ... escape. Escapes
forever, as he put it then, my daughter resolute.
running out, and I'm not having exits, and ran after her.
I remember, as in the nearby forest, where we both wpadlysmy was hardly out of breath ... threw me straight in the eye ... This mine, like the unexplained and not giving anything to excuse ... irresponsibility i. .. all the rest, announcing clearly, and her leg never set more here.
And when I am with tears in his eyes I was trying to explain it, arguing that ... is surely something cudnego save an old house, and breathe life into a noble form ?!... i. .. with ... this house before I take ... must be ruthlessly attempts to put on ?!... and that going grated trail ... does not mean the loss of dreams?
... and that surely ... there is finally something like ... love at first sight ... even if ... This is love for popadajacego house in ruins?
Eh ... already own and then I stopped it all to believe. And she only Machala hand, it is unknown whether odganiajac away from swarms of mosquitoes circling above us ... and also from my words. And only one thing was clear, and certainly przedstawialysmy quite strange and bizarre scenes in the forest.
I like today I remember that day when the night was hardly the outcast sat in the woods, to the undoubted delight of mosquitoes, not having the courage or the back, a fortiori, not knowing co dalej.
I od tamtego dnia minal rok. Rok, w ktorym wszystko sie zmienilo.
I teraz, po roku, znow obie przyjechalysmy do chaty. I gdy ona stanela przed nia, zdumiala sie na jej widok. Rozsypujaca sie ruina, ktora tak dobrze pamietala, nabrala ksztaltu domu.
I widzialam nieukrywany podziw w jej oczach. Podziw nie tylko dla domu ale i nawet dla calego tego obrosnietego chaszczami, przypominajacego dziki ogrod obejscia.
Podziw, ktory utwierdzil mnie w przekonaniu, ze jednak to... cos tak bardzo niekiedy nieodpowiedzielnego... jest byc moze, czyms najlepszym, co mogloby sie w zyciu przytrafic?!
I tak w ciagu nastepnych trzech dni zabralysmy sie do pracy. Zakupujac na poczatek, kolejna, ktoras tam barrow in a row and another, either in a row where the shovel, we made the plan work, though, and so it was known that in August it will not stick. So we started from the left by last year's odgarniania "experts" before the fury of sand home. Sand, who in some places in conjunction with water and cement created, where the remnants of last year to grow flowers ... planted even hand of Helen, a hard layer of concrete, which will now only material can be removed. My earnest then it requests to these lords that they thought the flowers, and so were placed in a vacuum. Wild conquered my anger at the thought of zabetonowanych flowers and even greater at the thought of their thoughtless perpetrators.
But as soon as I grabbed a shovel, I felt in his element. I guess I missed this already. I forgot about everything. So it is true that the work is a climax to everything! So we worked side by side. And I felt like lotion now coming to me some extraordinary peace of mind. I felt like the earth gives me his energy and strength. I felt some inextricable relationship with this land ... and I felt it an inseparable part of it.
And sometimes, when you look up from the wheelbarrow, hand wiping the sweat from his forehead ... and taking his eyes everything just looked her from taking ... and thinking about the magnitude of the work, which awaits me ... seemed to me then, and I see sitting on a bench outside the house, Helene ... with his hands clasped on his knees, and slightly ironic smile, looking at me ... if they wanted to give me to understand, and my fears are completely bezplonne because .... when thousands of women before me gave you advice, not excluding her own, so I go through with it all!
and believed. And with redoubled force stuck the spade into the ground ... feeling surging in me strength and some sort of leaned strangely joy. Daughter shook his head, seeing how I go out with the genes of ancestors ... and I thought, that there could be different ... and that in his next life .... I had probably be ... rolniczka.
and cried aloud, as if fate has given me already and everything ... and indeed, when the House chose me ... So .... it would be tactless August oppose him!
House ... ! This is all the house will be on there are any .... tens-several years of renovation ... ! Quite sober daughter noticed.
I only Helena from his bench ... nodding my words. And because it was beautiful, the forest rustled, birds koncertowaly wildly, a light breeze so gently move zachaszczonym defeat and trees ... So there was not able to disturb my state of mind.
And then, zbieralysmy garbage, even after these gentlemen and bottles fachowcach night binge of my keeper, whom it nazbieralo August, oh, a little, because a few buckets.
Stwierdzilysmy also that it is very dry in this context, the outbreak zrezygnowalysmy welcome, for a modest picnic under the cherry tree, because surely, and the forest so close.
subsequently podcinalysmy spruce, hazel wycielysmy hiding one to get into the barn, uporzadkowalysmy ponarzucane in it as long as the lords lordship of specialists beams and planks, zabezpieczylysmy window before the next intrusion.
Czerpalysmy water from a stream and present podlewalysmy sown sunflower seeds.
Zrywalysmy mint, aromatic teas vesicant i. .. rhubarb ... who grew up in an old garden Helena.
And so step by step, inch ogarnialysmy bypass, which in our hands if they awaken to life, regaining its former glory and showing all his forgotten beauty.
And we're proud of their accomplishments ... odpoczywalysmy under the old Cherry.
And so for three days. Work and rest. And a new influx of forces and a new influx of energy, which can work in harmony with nature.
And the irresistible idea that everything can be done. And with all this has some unimaginable sense.
sense of the simple things!
And so the repair and construction season finally started!
And I'm in my element!
... folded tree after podcince
... and undercut spruces.
... and the rest in the shade of cherry.
and re-experiencing spring, which here in the north, comes much later.
Still Blossoming Apple Tree.
A run-time reward ... trips to the seaside ...
... and golden beaches ...
... and the sea on the horizon ...
... and the cry of seagulls ...
... and a foretaste of upcoming August vacation!
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