Plaska

After being thwarted by the punctuality of the Plociczno light railway, having eaten our bilberry pierogi or chips too slowly, we made our way to Plaska for a walk. It was a very pleasant walk (with Pushkin today), along which we saw some curious red berries. I experimented with landscape panoramas. This one is 120 degrees turning the camera on its side.
This lake is close to a series of deep locks on the Augustow canal.
Risotto for tea.