Short catch-up, photos not to be overlooked...

Although cooler, the past few days have seen the blossom continue to explode across the orchards of Chynów, the trees becoming heavier still with flower. Below: the corner of ulica Owocowa (the end of my street that's in Chynów rather than Jakubowizna).

[Update, 15 April. The dandelions are still yellow in the above photo, have already gone to seed outside my house. In this post from 2013, the dandelions are in flower on 8 May, and gone to seed by 17 May. An entire month later.]

Below: my favourite local view, with blossom – looking up from Chynów towards Nowe Grobice and its mobile-telephone antenna tower. A passing patch of sunlight moves swiftly across the land.

Looking up at the sky I saw an airliner heading north-east pass in front of the quarter moon. By the time I'd changed lenses, it had flown by, leaving a condensation trail. I snapped what I saw (below) and decided it was a good image. So I raised the camera back up towards the zenith, and snapped again (second pic below). The two images were made just six seconds apart (at 17:05.09 and 17:05.15 UTC respectively), yet look how much distance has been added between the moon and the contrail in that short space of time. Yes, it's the moon orbiting the earth, but to a greater extent it's the winds in the lower stratosphere pushing the contrail – and yet it maintains its form. (Strong vignetting appears when using Photoshop's autotone function on images taken against the sky.)

Below: heading into town on Friday through Chynów station. The 09:10 limited-stop service takes a mere 35 minutes to get to W-wa Młynów; change there to the Metro, and I can be in the office 15 minutes later. So, działka to office, door to door, is now just 1 hour and five minutes. 

A lucky bonus (below) – while changing trains at W-wa Rakowiec station, I catch this PKP ST48 goods loco/shunter passing through with a single wagon. It was going slowly enough for me to scramble up to the top of the grassy embankment, changes lenses to my 10-20mm Nikkor, and catch the whole scene.

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Construction updates

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Magnolia in bloom, Ealing

Early blossom, Jakubowizna

A hot and early spring this year; no surprise then, that that blossom is already out, nearly three weeks earlier than last year! With perfect skies, I rushed to get all my work done before closing my laptop and going for a walk.

Below: part of my front garden (the orchard side). Forget-me-nots coming up nicely, as are the dandelions. I hope for a better apple harvest than last year.

Below: one of my two cherry trees, heavy with blossom. 

Below: stunningly beautiful under a perfectly cloudless sky, cherries blossom before apples, and fruit far earlier.

Below: my walk takes me mostly between orchards today, to make the most the visual splendour. Out through Adamów Rososki and Machcin, back through Nowe Grobice and Jakubowizna. The perfume of flowers is rich and from time to time, the scent is like walking in the wake of an elegant woman.

Below: a young apple orchard, Machcin. Note the protection around the saplings, to stop deer from nibbling at them.

Below: on the way back, the sun is starting to approach the horizon, sunlight streaming through the blossom. Adamów Rososki.

Below: local state forest, noticeably thinner for all of the logging carried out by the previous government. I expect more responsible use of natural resources now.

Below: eight minutes walk from home, another cherry orchard, Jakubowizna.

Below: field between two orchards, Jakubowizna. Bright yellow from dandelions.

Bonus shot from yesterday, when I walked from home to Krężel station, and caught a train back to Chynów from there. This is a southbound train headed for Radom Główny.

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A family 'what-if' and the soul

A thought struck me in the middle of the night. My father was one of three sons; my mother was one of three daughters. The age-range between the three Dembinski boys and the three Bortnik girls was about the same as the difference between me and my brother. 

What, then, if my parents had had another child – with the statistical probability of the child being a boy – between me (born in October 1957) and Marek (born in January 1963)?

I use Bayesian inference to suggest he would also have been given a Christian name beginning with an 'M' that works reasonably well in Polish as well as in English, so a Marcin/Martin rather than a Mieczysław. As I lay awake in bed, so many questions followed. Had my parents planned for such a family – and planners they were – to replicate their own childhood family structures, how would our lives had shaped up had a Marcin been born in late 1960? 

Would a third child have prompted an earlier house move – to a bigger house in a shabbier neighbourhood maybe – or would the extra expenditure on food (clothing being passed down) delayed a house move? Would Marcin have passed his Eleven Plus exam and gone to a grammar school as I did (by the time Marek finished primary school, selective education had been replaced by the comprehensive system)? And which university would he have chosen?

I'm sure Marcin would also have been an 'Airfix boy', as Marek and I were, as well as joining the Polish scouts and going to Polish Saturday school. But would he have felt more Polish (as I did) or more British (as Marek did)? And where would Marcin have ended up living? Stoke-on-Trent or Sopot?

What would Marcin be like? Any extraordinary powers? A gifted musician, for example? A great chess player? Left- or right-brain-hemisphere dominance? On the autism spectrum or struggling with attention deficit? Or a bit of both? Slightly taller than Marek but slightly shorter than me? What about family dynamics? Would I, as a two-year-old, have been as jealous of Marcin's birth as Moni was of her brother being born when she was that age? (As it was, by the time Marek was born, I was already at primary school and a baby brother was a minor distraction rather than a rival for my parents' love.) Would Marcin have grown up siding more with me against Marek, or with Marek against me? 

And had there been a Marcin, would Marek have been different? Well of course! Far more different to how he is than how different I would have been to how I am, given the effect of male hormones in the womb after successive pregnancies; birth order is significant.

I have often pondered on whom I'd have been had my parents never met. Intuitively, my answer is – different ego, same consciousness. Different parents, different body; but fundamentally I'd have been the same register of qualia, experiencing the same anomalous qualia memories from another time and another place, with the same spiritual purpose. A different biology, and thus, a different personality, hence a different ego. A different biological container for an eternal consciousness, on its journey from Zero to One; a different shell of foam. Consciousness is key.

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Muddy feet, Warsaw 'pavements'

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Cycling and recycling

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Winter clings on to the forest

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Toyota launches the iQ

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Old school Łódź

Local elections, Poland, 2024 (Pt II)

As it happened, despite what I observed at Polling Station No. 626 (primary school on ulica Sarabandy), the overall turnout across Poland was disappointingly low at 51% (far lower than the 74% in last autumn’s parliamentary vote). In Jeziorki, turnout was 64%.

Warsaw's Rafał Trzaskowski won 57.4%, a resounding first-round victory for a popular mayor. He was one of four big-city mayors who won in the first round, along with the incumbents in Łódź, Gdańsk and Katowice. Other than Katowice’s mayor, a local independent, these are all Civic Coalition (KO) members. 

Kraków, Wrocław and Poznań will require a second round of mayoral elections as no candidate received more than 50% of the vote; the second-round mayoral elections will be on Sunday 21 April. 

In a result mirroring October’s parliamentary election, PiS won the largest vote share (34.3%) but lost power overall. KO won 30.6%, Trzecia Droga won 14.3%,  Konfederacja/Bezpartyjni Samorządowcy 7.2% and Lewica 6.3%. Trzecia Droga (including PSL, the agrarian party) really should have done better. The brand, now established as a part of the government coalition, was expected to push PiS aside across rural Poland, but failed to do that. Lewica was the real loser of these elections, maybe because so few young people bothered to vote. This will weaken them within the governing coalition, of which they are the junior party.

The next few days will see deals being made between parties at voivodship level to determine who will have overall control of them. Despite winning a higher vote share, PiS is likely to lose power in two or three voivodships, leaving the party with a majority in six of the 16 local parliaments (sejmiki), in the south-east corner of Poland. 

Once the deals have been made and the constitution of all local councils is known, there will be a clearer picture as to what effect the local elections will have on citizens' lives on a day-to-day level. 

I am a great believer in the influence of local governments in shaping quality of life. Environmental quality (air quality, waste collection and recycling, traffic management, public transport). Poland today has advanced hugely over the country to which I moved in 1997, to the benefit of all in the above regards. I'd like to see better public transport, less dumping of household waste and litter, better air quality (less burning crap to warm houses), and more provision of pavements and footpaths for pedestrians. 

Compared to the UK, where local taxes ('rates') are astronomical, Polish land tax is laughably low, although this is augmented by income tax, which is collected locally and remains with the local authority in which you are registered. Corporation tax and VAT are collected and spent at the national level. 

Next up will be the European parliamentary elections – I hope these are taken seriously by Poles young and old, and that populism will not be given a free hand because of indifference and complacency.

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Local elections, Poland, 2024

This morning I travelled into Jeziorki to cast my votes in the Polish local elections. Four ballot slips – for Mayor of Warsaw, the Warsaw city council, the Ursynów district council, and the Mazovia provincial parliament. Polish democracy is alive and well; the polling station was full, maybe not as full as at the national parliamentary elections in October. Maybe of all the elections I have voted in since moving to Poland, this had the second-highest turnout. People with ballot papers were standing around waiting for a table to fill in the ballot papers. There were as many young people as old people voting, and the atmosphere was more festive than in October when voters were eyeing each other thinking "is he/she going to vote for the existential threat that is my political enemy?"

Today, in the spring sunshine, knowing that there's less at stake than the future of Poland (more autocratic or less autocratic?), the electorate still turned up en masse to take part in the due process of democracy. On the agenda today were bus lanes, rubbish collection and local infrastructure, rather than rule of law, women's rights and macroeconomic policy. Just as important to the way we live our lives.

Some local observations, then. Central Warsaw is booming. A modern, prosperous, safe, clean city (according to visiting Londoners), which has witnessed phenomenal growth. Mayor Rafał Trzaskowski was comfortably re-elected for a second term. Warsaw's outer suburbs – a story of sprawl. New estates, lacking in amenities, lacking even in asphalted roads in and out. No public transport, so everyone's condemned to car use, and cars are choking outer Warsaw. "We can't afford to live in Warsaw, because we've got the upkeep of two cars to pay for," is a usual moan. The idea of living in Warsaw, well-connected with public transport, but without a car, is too much of a stretch for most.

Further out, in Chynów, the pre-election campaigning, visible in the form of banners stretched out on fences, showed a strong preference for PSL, the agrarian party, now part of the PL2050 coalition. Posters and banners for PiS came second. Interestingly, a number of PSL banners were slashed – across the faces of the candidates. 

Decisions made at local level include planning permission, environmental protection, water, sewage and waste management, traffic management; these are all responsibilities of the gminas (municipalities).  At the poviat (district) level, powers include public transport, maintenance of district roads, land surveying and the issuing of work permits to foreigners. Powers at voivodship level are shared between the voivode (governor) appointed centrally by the prime minister; the sejmik (regional assembly) and the marshal, serving as the provincial chief executive. The voivode acts as the head of central government institutions at regional level (such as the police and fire services, passport offices, and various inspectorates). The sejmik passes by-laws, including the voivodship's development strategies and budget. It also elects the marshal and other members of the executive, and holds them to account. The executive, headed by the marshal, drafts the budget and development strategies, implements the resolutions of the sejmik, and deals with regional policy, including management of EU funding. 

Results tomorrow.

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Budy Sułkowskie

Last year I wrote about the new road bridge over the river Czarna between Sułkowice and Gabryelin, and this January, I took a walk over the wetlands along the Czarna when they froze over. After the bridge was built, a new hardened road, made of paving stones rather than asphalt, was laid along the southern edge of the village of Ławki. Local maps have been redrawn to show at last something more than a muddy track leading Budy Sułkowskie, which maintains the picturesque and timeless charm of a Mazovian village now most lost to development and progress.

This is ulica Cicha (literally, 'Quiet Street') in the village of Budy Sułkowskie. The word budy is the plural of buda, which means 'hut' or 'shed' or 'shack' – and is not a complimentary term in the context of a group of buildings.  As the result of a referendum held in 2016, Budy Sułkowskie have been incorporated into the much larger village of Sułkowice to the south, home to the famous police-dog training centre. Wooden cottages and barns, agricultural machinery, narrow fields.

Below: looking along the newly-hardened road. I wonder whether paving stones are cheaper to lay than asphalt for such a long stretch. To the right, fenced off, recreational działki in Ławki, and to the left, agriculture in Budy Sułkowskie.

Below: in January, these wetlands were solid frozen; today I wet my socks wading through here, worth it though, to experience this marshy land transitioning swiftly into spring mode. I caught sight of a swan through the the reeds. In the distance, the Warsaw-Radom railway line.

Left: progress was slow, though the water was not deep. In the distance, the rail bridge over the Czarna river, pictured below. The bridge has steps at either end and a walkway separated from the tracks. I sit down on the steps, take off my boots and socks, draining the former and wringing the latter. My feet are dry by the time I enter Sułkowice. A Koleje Mazowieckie train heads north for Warsaw.

Left: there's no official way to enter Sułkowice station from the north end of the 'down' platform. Unlike Ustanówek or Zalesie Górne or Piaseczno stations, where PKP PLK built  proper access at both ends, here, local unofficial solutions are needed. Planks over the ditch between track and footpath, and wooden steps help passengers up to platform level. I don't understand PKP PLK's policy – some stations get access, others don't. For people living north of Sułkowice station, the official way round is a four-to-seven-minute detour, walking along a road without a pavement or street lights.

Below: back at Chynów. Short hop by train, ticket cost me 2.73zł, or 54p (with my 30% over 60s' discount). Another northbound Koleje Mazowieckie train pulls into the station. The trains are frequent, reliable and inexpensive.

It warmed up nicely today; I set off at 14:00 wearing a shirt and leather jacket – after half an hour's walk I had to take the jacket off and stow it in my rucksack. A westerly breeze added to the comfort level. 

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Coal train sidings, Konstancin-Jeziorna

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Jeziorki from the air

Summer in early spring

Yesterday - 1 April 2024, the temperature hit 24C. Third hot day in a row. Indeed, on Easter Sunday, the maximum temperature in Warsaw was 25.8C, the highest ever recorded in March. Temperature records are falling with alarming regularity.

Out on a post-Easter walk (15,000 paces), I walked into Chynów bought myself a tin of cold beer at the Moja petrol station, and then back along ulica Spokojna until I reached the pine forest. Beer is unbeatable for quenching thirst on a hot day. Far superior to a sugary fizzy drink or even water. Following the forest's edge, I found a spot at the far end. I pulled out the waterproof jacket from my rucksack and sat down on it, over a bed of dry needles with my back rested on a pine tree to enjoy some feldalkohol – my first since Ash Wednesday. A glorious, meditative, experience. Twigs, branches, moss, warmth, a bumblebee the size of a hazelnut buzzes around me inquisitively. Bliss to be alive. An exquisite joy.

Left: April has just started; this weather is perfect. Summer in April. (But what does this presage for August? Record highs of over 40C?)

In the meanwhile, the sky is clear, no breeze. Bird song. Blackbirds, larks, a cuckoo, the staccato tapping of a distant woodpecker. A buzzard circles over the field between the forest and orchard.

Below: looking across the forest towards ul. Spokojna. All of a sudden, I am minded of the film Ukraine: Enemy in the Woods,  filmed, produced and directed by Jamie Roberts (thanks for the recommendation, Marek!). Here in the forest, peace, warmth, a time for contemplation. Eight hundred miles to the east in Kupiansk, Ukrainians are fighting for their homeland, and indeed for the security of Europe. I am deeply grateful to every one of them and pray for their safety in the bunkers and trenchs of the front line.

Here in Chynów, there's no artillery, no shell-bursts, no toppling trees, no drones buzzing overhead, no Russian soldiers advancing through the wood. Peace and quiet. May it stay this way.

The poignant moment passes; time to get up and walk home. Lent is over; summer is coming – anticipating the warmth and light is the best part of it.

The clocks went forward on Saturday night, on Easter morning. How does one deal with the spring time change? The autumn one is easy – just ignore it. Go to bed an hour early, wake up an hour early. Don't accept that extra hour in bed that they seductively offer us. An 11pm-7am sleep becomes an 10pm-6am sleep. 

But what happens in spring? It's not as easy as going back to 11pm to 7am, because we've slipped back to that routine over the five months of wintertime. So midnight to 8am? Tough if you need to be in the office by 9am! And anyway, in autumn, the days are shrinking, nights are long, so where you place your eight hours of sleep is not that important. 

But now, the days are getting longer; we'll gain almost another two hours in the evening and another two hours in the morning before the summer solstice. You wake up late, realise you've lost a precious hour of daylight and feel guilty about it all day long.

So – after a second night of going to bed after midnight and then waking up after 8am, I decide that the best way of dealing with the spring time-change should be the same as for the autumn time change. Go to bed an hour earlier. This is both counter-intuitive and unnatural, but at least daylight is optimised.

The clocks going back result in many extra cases of seasonal affective disorder; the clocks going forward result is many extra cases of heart attacks (Google Gemini tells me: "The American Heart Association cites a study showing a possible 24% rise in heart attacks the Monday following the spring time change. A Michigan study found a similar increase in heart attacks on that same day.") Take it easy!

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Back on track for a rail binge-out

Well, after 47 consecutive days of human-spirituality prose, high time for a change. Lots has been going on rail-wise, so I'm going to unapologetically splurge on a whole load of rail-related photo content.

To Piaseczno for a family lunch at Restauracja Odjazd, the old waiting room at Piaseczno Miasto Wąskotorowa station (excellent food, service, ambience and price!). Below: the former terminal of the narrow-gauge line that once ran all the way to Nowe Miasto nad Pilicą, via Tarczyn and Grójec, the line today runs only as a tourist attraction from April to October, and then only as far as the outskirts of Tarczyn.

Below: now a museum run by volunteers, this little railway has great scope for potential. Especially with steam engines.

Below: looking west along the narrow-gauge line; this is Piaseczno Wiadukt station, a pair of platforms, serving as an interchange with the main line which runs in the cutting below the bridge visible beyond the platform ends.  If big plans are to come to pass, it may be extended out to Grójec as part of the CPK project – a modernised local feeder line for both the high-speed railway network and the central Polish airport. I'm sceptical about the latter, enthusiastic about the former.

Below: meanwhile in Chynów, folk are sceptical about the entire CPK project. Of the four variants of the line connecting the main Warsaw-Radom railway to the new airport, Chynów's local council voted down... all four. BANANAs (Build Absolutely Nothing Anywhere Near Anyone = hardcore NIMBYism).

Below: the Radomiak limited-stop service to Skarżysko-Kamienna has been running late often over the past few weeks with delays of up to half an hour noted. Here comes the double-decker, engine to the fore, making up time between Czachówek Południowy and Chynów.

Below: the days are getting longer! Here's the Radomiak in early March in darkness whilst on time, loco pushing from the rear, passing through Sułkowice station without stopping, while a Warsaw-bound local train heads north.

Below: another seriously delayed Radomiak, pulling out (or rather being pushed out, as the engine is at the rear) of Chynów station last week. The all-stations train that it should have passed back at Czachówek Południowy is way ahead; the Radomiak will probably catch up and overtake it at Warka.

Below: five loco-hauled carriages forming the InterCity San express from Warsaw to Przemyśl between Sułkowice and Chynów stations. The journey still entails a change at Ostrowiec Świętokrzyski for a replacement bus service to Sandomierz. Work on modernising the line is massively delayed.

Below: the San express passing through Sułkowice a few days earlier.

Below: the San here, approaching Chynów station at speed, is formed of a mere three carriages, the engine has the old-style round headlamps which I find more aesthetically pleasing than the rectangular ones.

Below: I prefer the old loco-hauled expresses to look at, but prefer to travel in the new-style electric units because they are guaranteed to have a buffet car. These services link Olsztyn and Kraków, and the northbound and southbound services usually pass each other somewhere between Piaseczno and Warka if they're not running late. Here's the southbound Kolberg (left)  passing the northbound Sienkiewicz (right) near Chynów station.

Goods trains are a relative rarity on the Warsaw-Radom line south of the Czachówek junction; it was said on the Skyscraper City forum recently that there's not enough juice in the overhead cables to power heavy goods locos. And yet, I am starting to see them appear, not just diesels.

Below: a coupled pair of ET41 locos hauling an 'up' coal train wait at the passing platform at Chynów station for the 08:36 passenger train to town (the one I'll be travelling on) to pass through. While the driver is waiting, he takes the opportunity to conduct a visual check of his engines.

Below: a southbound Cemet cement train between Sułkowice and Chynów, again, electric hauled, this time by a modern PESA Gama 111Ed loco.

Below: cisterns on the Skierniewice-Łuków line pass under my Warsaw-bound train, Czachówek diamond.

Below: up the line from the end of the platform at Sułkowice, looking towards Czachówek Południowy.

Below: big news for the west of Warsaw: after God knows how long, the modernisation of the tram tracks along ulica Kasprzaka is complete. The day after the grand opening, I get off my train a stop early, and rather than take the Metro to the office from W-wa Młynów, I decide to take the tram from W-wa Wola. A mistake, as it turned out.

Below: tram jam outside Zajezdnia Wola (the Wola tram depot). As it's only the second day since the line along ul. Kasprzaka opened; the system evidently can't cope. My tram was stationary for about ten minutes; we were lucky as there's a tram stop on this side of the junction. Passengers in the trams you can see coming the other way were stuck for much longer.

Below: on the way home, however, all is well. The trams are now running smoothly, and I catch my train to Chynów. The sun is setting beyond distant Wola.

Below: Warsaw West (W-wa Zachodnia) is coming on; news this week is that tunnelling work under the station to create a pedestrian walkway (and later a tram track) has broken through to link the districts of Wola (to the left) to Ochota (to the right). In the meanwhile, all trains from Radom are still going round Warsaw rather than through its centre, and will continue doing so until work at W-wa Zachodnia is complete. Another eight months? Or another year and eight months?

Below: looking into town from the end of the platform of W-wa Służewiec station. Coming round the bend is an SKM train headed for Piaseczno. Szybka Kolej Miejska (rapid urban rail) is operated by Warsaw's city authorities as part of its integrated transport network. As such, it is comparable to London's Overground lines. On the footbridge in the distance, the words "MOMENTS LIKE THIS NEVER LAST" Another existentialist soul – perhaps the spiritual successor to the Master of Paddington, whose work "FAR AWAY IS CLOSE AT HAND IN IMAGES OF ELSEWHERE" was visible in similarly sized white lettering on a brick wall approaching that London terminus from the mid-1970s to the mid-1980s.

Below: sunset at Chynów station just before the clocks went forward. From just after six pm to just after seven. This altering of clocks must stop. The advent of the programmable video-cassette recorder should have put an end to it; still this nonsense persists.
 

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