Zdiar

Zdiar definitely warrants some consideration, though the fire has made me sleepy.

obviously uploaded after the fact

Zdiar is a kind of rustic resort area, with local restaurants and bars closing by 10:00 p.m. It's a draw for skiers and snowboarders, mostly. We're staying in a sort of cabin/hostel — most buildings here resembe 2 or 3 story cabins — decorated with a feminine consideration. Our time here is meant to be dedicated to our individual projects; very little of our day is structured. This is both a relief and a bit scary. On one hand, I get a chance to think, journal, and process what I've been through. On the other hand, I now have to produce a series of brilliant pieces that justifies my coming on this trip.

That's only slightly more life-or-death than it feels like.


I have had time to indulge my amateur photographer, though. I'm rather fond of the two below. The first was taken upon our arrival, out the bedroom window. I'll almost certainly use it for a poem, somehow. The second is a picture of the ground at my feet during an impromptu hike into the mountains.

caught!

I just love this.