He dreamed of herding sheep but is now ploughing a potato field in #Polesia, where dreams of glory sink in the bogs. The bogs are beautiful here – after all, they're made of sunken dreams.
Pietruszka, of the terrifying #IdąPsięta pack, on the corpse of her victim (that's what I think she is thinking, I might be wrong)
Masza telling us to hurry up to see all the wonders hiding further down the road.
A fake monument to dog's patience – a blink of an eye later she jumped off.
A brave redshirt racing towards the transporter beam, hoping to be the first of its kind to survive the episode.
The whole #IdąPsięta pack on a walk. This is a rare sight – usually Bruno decides to stay home in such weather.
This is a very brave dog, going for a walk in what he believes to be a blizzard, but is just some light snow falling from the sky.
There's lots of interesting stuff underground at the edge of a #wetland meadow. Layers of coal are a few hundred meters below, but we hope they won't reach that deep. They come back with black noses and feet anyway.
Moro and Pietruszka waiting for the reward for climbing that tall tree. Masza managed to join them later and was rewarded too.
For some drinking is just drinking, for others it's an immersive experience.
Living in the #wetlands of #Polesia (also spelled #Polesie) in #EasternPoland. Surrounded by #bogs and #forests, trying not to fuck up surrounding nature too much.
Taking care of a small pack of #dogs – #IdąPsięta.
Luddite working with hi-tech.
#RuralBroadband provider by accident. Starting a small LoRaWAN project to monitor our wetlands. Coding in #Python. Dealing with dirty data, cleaning them when time allows.
#Atheist. I don't *believe* in #science – science is the *only* thing that protects us from belief.
Fuck nazis.
My account on Twitter is still up, for good reasons. https://twitter.com/szescstopni
I check facts before I toot.
I sometimes toot in Polish.
Zdolny, ale leniwy.