Urle

There is the old hollyday village 60km. E. of Warsaw, where my granmother had her holliday home. Often went there as a child for vacations. It was colse to a froest, all still scared with WWII trenches and craters, as most of Poland is. In those trenches I liked to collect bilberries, whille smelling the air and listening to the murmer of the forest. It was safe and beautifull. Laater, I sometimes challenged myself going there after ddark.
There where sand dunes in the forest, where I plyed with my cusins. Now all excuvated for construction sand...