If there is one thing my recent stay in Poland was full of, which I am deeply grateful for, it would be all the walks that I took with my mom. We walked in the area where my parents live, we hiked in the nearby mountains, and we just stepped out of the house for a casual mid-week stroll. This one was one of them. It was a beautiful, warmish fall day. The light was golden, as the sun was getting ready to set. and the view of the city was heart-warming. This is where I come from. This is where my roots used to grow, before I was transplanted to other areas, this is where part of me still belongs....

We sat and watched the setting sun, admiring the show that the sun, light and clouds put together in front of us. We cherished that moment, we probably didn't talk too much, but watched, and thought of this time we had right there together. Who knows, maybe fall visits are the best ones?

The necessities.... And a rare picture of me.... Usually I'm the one holding the camera and snapping pictures of everybody and everything around me....