polish golden autumn and french onion cream soup

and we have “the golden autumn”, as we called such a time like this in Poland.

the golden autumn it’s not only the trees changing colours and nice weather.
it’s tremendously clean blueness of sky. but deeper than in the summer.
clouds are puffy and white but they don’t resemble topping of whipped cream in the cup of icecream any more.
the rays fall at an different angle than they do in the summer. it seems they are even colder.

if you look around you can see every cast of browns, reds, oranges, yellows.

wherever you are.
and I am here, looking at the orchard with gilding apple trees.
I’m opening the window to let this smell of the autumn in the flat.

I’m going out to smell this flavour of leaves.
I’m wading in settled leaves and turning my face towards the sun.
warm rays warm my cheeks up. I’m closing my eyes, listening the voice of the wind culling leaves from trees.
this rustle is making me quieten.

onion soup

 

onions

chopped onions

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onion soup

onion soup

onion soup


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