Pietruszka is *very* scared. She easily climbed those stairs outside a neighbours' house, but the only stairs she knows and has ever walked, at our house, have different parameters, such as step rise, tread depth, and so on. This is the moment she realized she's not in Kansas anymore.
Mam w głowie dwa wilki, białego i czarnego. Jeden mi mówi "jedź po piwo", a drugi to samo, tylko trochę ciszej.
(oryginał na Twitterze 2020-10-15 https://twitter.com/szescstopni/status/1316838965169868800)
On our walk with #IdąPsięta I felt something weird under my shoe on this road. Yes, some people call this a road. It is rarely used, by farmers who drive tractors to their fields and forests.
Pietruszka is deliberating jumping down on that pile of fluff under the tree, her uncle Bruno.
Moro, the guardian of the well. You don't want to see her using that stick to drive away water thieves.
Slowly moving to https://circumstances.run/@Szescstopni. This account will stay up for a while.
Living in the #wetlands of #Polesia (#Polesie in Polish) in #EasternPoland. Surrounded by #bogs and #forests, trying not to fuck up surrounding nature too much.
Taking care of a small pack of #dogs (most of them rescue dogs) – #IdąPsięta.
#RuralBroadband provider by accident. Starting a small #LoRaWAN project to monitor our wetlands. Coding, mostly in #Python. Luddite.
#Atheist. I don't believe in #science – science is our defence against belief.
Fuck nazis.
I check facts before I toot.
I sometimes toot in Polish.
Zdolny, ale leniwy.