Grace's Cuppa
The eleventh picture from my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? I took in January 2018. Both the mug and the coloring book used to belong to my dear friend Grace who passed on in July 2017 aged 79.
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Deer Friend's Cuppa
The ninth picture from my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? I took in November 2017. I kinda love how the fallow deer's just awkwardly standing there judging me and my favorite mug :D
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Memory's Cuppa
The eighth picture from my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? I took in November 2017 in a little village graveyard nearby my grandma's final resting place.
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Beltane's Cuppa
The thirteenth picture from my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? I took in April 2021 in my favorite abandoned garden.
(Because the festival of Beltane, the celebration of Spring and life is just behind the corner, and that's something positive and beautiful I want - and need - to think about right now.)
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Kite-Flyer's Cuppa
The fifth picture from my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? I took in October 2017 in one of my favorite places.
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That would be this black and yellow beast, Philips Savvy I inherited from my grandma after she'd passed.
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Looks like my type of Christmas :D
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Took a photo of me & my friend, and felt strong Lord Huron vibes, yay <3
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Look who's woken up from her long Winter beauty sleep!
Looking good in the new appartment's spacious balcony isn't she? I'd been worried about the moving but the movers pleasantly surprised me with how carefully they handled my tree baby :) They asked about the story behind the tree, and looked quite amazed when I told them.
Seeking, hiding...
Some 14 months ago a little fluffy seed flew through a window, nestled itself in one of the flower pots on my windowsill, and began to grow into a tree. Took me some time to finally identify it as a white poplar tree since those trees tend to have variously shaped leaves. It survived Winter, my cat’s curious nibbling, even my awful watering habits, and it’s slowly become my little green baby.
Well, my baby poplar is about a meter tall now, it needs space to grow deep roots and strong boughs, and it deserves a chance to become birds’ home or wind’s favourite musical instrument or lovers’ shade. It’s come to the point where I had to start looking for a place outdoors to plant my tree for good, to find it its final home. And it’s really incredibly hard.
Seems like every other day I come to a place where tall trees used to grow and I find it changed, the trees gone, chopped down. Doesn’t matter if it’s a park or a forest, a riverside or a grove in the middle of nowhere. The trees keep disappearing, and it seems like there’s not a single spot safe enough for my little tree, where it could at least grow to its full height, let alone grow old and gnarled and full of eerie nooks and hollows. I am getting desperate. The little tree could one day outlive me, all of us, by hundreds of years. Actually, it should outlive us, it is natural for a tree. But right now it feels to me as if the world around me is but a set pieces humans knock down the moment they realise their number is up. I feel hunted and restless and sad, as if there’s nowhere to hide my little poplar, as if I’m keeping a member of persecuted species under my roof.
All I wish for is a place where I could plant my tree and bury my friend’s ashes underneath, and create a small secret memorial connecting humans and trees in peace and reciprocity.
And I feel like total letdown to my deceased friend and the worst mum to my little poplar for not being able to find the place.
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Fisherman's Cuppa
The fourth picture from my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? I took in October 2017 by the Brno Reservoir.
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Mid-Autumn Twilight's Cuppa
The third picture from my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? I took in October 2017.
(And these are some delicious homemade lembas cookies for those of strong teeth and lifelong LOTR obsession.)
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Mushroom-Hunter's Cuppa
The very first picture I took for my photo series Fancy a Cuppa? in 2017.
I'm glad I took this photo while the forest was still lush and alive. In 2018 it's suffered from a period of drought, and many trees have been cut down.
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This is what you get when you leave me unattended at work :D
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