Still Mountains

November 01, 2017




In the mountains you can breathe. You are stand at the top of the mountain and think you have all of the world underneath your feet. It’s an incredible experience. If you discover it for yourself, you will want to live it again and again.

Yeah, so I’ve started hiking and even rock climbing. It’s kind of funny that I’m just discovering it now. I lived near the mountains all my life but it never occurred to me to actually visit. Now I’m over 400 km away from the Tatras, and head over heels for them. The older I am, the more amazing things I discover, things to which I’d never paid attention. During the five years of my studies I concentrated on hermetic issues. I think I didn’t make use of that time properly. All I can do now is make up for it. And that is the plan.

It was the last warm and sunny weekend of this autumn when I took these photos. After just a few days snow covered the upper parts of the mountains, and it only took a few more days for it to reach the valleys. We got lucky, my friend D. and I. It was the last opportunity for us to see each other before she left for Germany and the weather was perfect.

It was already late by the time we reached Ornak. The sun was about to go down, but we were too dazzled. We kept going in circles over the ridge, not even thinking about going back. In the end it got dangerously gray. We made our way down in a hurry, but the darkness still caught up with us. It took us an hour and a half to reach the shelter. I’d never seen the sky as starry and beautiful as it was that night in the forest.







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About me

I am at a crossroads with several passions that, in general, may be described as words, sights, and feelings. Formally, I'm a Polish Philology and Sociology graduate and right now I work as a TV editor. Not so formally, I’m just a word lover and an amateur photographer.

Here is another thought storage of mine, old, dusty, and abandoned, where I used to write while I was studying literary criticism.

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