It's very quiet this morning - huge contrast to the last couple of days when every house in Poland was a beehive. At moments it seemed there would be no end to stirring, kneading, stuffing, mixing, frying, peeling, cutting, grinding, baking, cooking, cooking, cooking. According to traditions of Wigilia, anyone acting like a Grinch on this day, misbehaving or whining about any minute of it would bring misfortune upon oneself in the upcoming year, so I obliged and fully committed. Who was I to complain when my 83 year old Grandma was running full speed, finally sitting down to rest around 9 pm, five minutes before we set a table. With all her health problems, vitality and energy of this woman put me to shame sometimes.
It really was no different in Bielsko, where Sebastian and his Grandma swarmed by preparations stopped for a minute to video call on Skype. The idea was for both of our Grandmas to "meet", but at that very moment mine had hands greased up her elbows and was rolling four makowce, no joke of a task. We'll try again today.
"dla Elizki" - Babcia agreed to take this one for my sister
A minute prior to this, she was holding her cheek up with a finger saying that "it's dripping".
She doesn't believe me when I tell her I love the way I'll look in 50 years.
Looking at her - I do.
Finally resting.
It's no easy task to capture her in photos, she doesn't like taking them and she's very swift getting out of the frame.
She's beautiful (both of you are :) and ages gracefully. One can only wish to look like her when she's her age.
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I think I wrote something here before but it wasn't posted somehow.
she is...i promised to come back in the fall
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