High Tatras. The last weekend of November. Witnessing seasons sudden and final change. From Indian summer to fairy-tale winter within hours... Morskie Oko to Javorina corners and feet of White Tatras. Nothing but serenity and magnificence of nature's eternal rule. The ordinariness beloved.

There's no other place in this world, where the normal way of everyday life in all its aspects would fill me with such deep sense of peace and joy.