At the end of the year, Marta ended her last employment: for 22 years, she taught mathematics at the Faculty of Mechanical Engineering of CTU (Czech Technical University in Prague). We don't have any photo from the faculty, so I'm adding at least a sample of how she taught from home during the COVID period. It's a very short silent video made from a live photo in 2021; the moving mouth is saying "Don't take a photo of me"!
Marta is adjusting her teaching camera pointed at a sheet of paper.
Right on the very first day of the year: cell phone, beer, book...
American grandson, 42, with his Czech grandma, 95.
Marta managed to photograph our garden throughout the entire year (about 190 shots⬀). And besides capturing around 80 flowers, she also documented the changing seasons in the following 17 photos (you need to scroll through them):
Mitra with the rotating owl "on the stove."
Feeding the wildlife - you can see their different approaches.
A regular February week in the Krkonoše Mountains with tons of snow - 14 photos⬀.
In Ořech, hardly any snow and ice; skating was possible for maybe just two days.
Setting the right height.
A plumbing masterpiece down to the millimeter. Complete with hot water circulation and a switch to draw from either the boiler or the gas furnace.
It worked out well, so I'm going to tackle replacing the second toilet too...
A setup to prevent logs from scattering.
After this batch, we now have a total of 20 cubic meters of split firewood—enough for several winters.
Exploring my new route to the roof.
Such a small thing, and now everyone uses this way. Except for the old dog...
The last addition to the house...
...in the coldest corner of the house, with thermal insulation to protect against the summer sun...
...and sliding doors with a lock.
A week on wheels⬀ along the upper Svratka River.
You can tell from the landscape and the cottages that no population exchange took place here—unlike in most of the Czech borderlands.
And we bought a little piece of that region as a watercolor to take home.
The very first reunion of high school classmates from the Sokolov gymnasium. First, probably as seventeen-year-olds with our homeroom teacher (second from the right). My head is here second from the left in the back. And then already as seventy-year-olds, along with our Russian language professor, who came to apologize to me after graduation for giving me a B—she said there was no other way. I didn't care; I liked her anyway.
Here I am standing in the back row on the right:
This year, Ondra arrived with the two younger ones, and Mom stayed home with the oldest—14 photos⬀: help at the Sázava cottage and the Mirákulum children's park.
They got unplanned two more kittens. And planned a ton of work renovating the cottage⬀ on the Sázava River.
I used the construction of the outhouse on their Lednice vineyard as an opportunity to hike the beautiful Pálava ridge⬀ trail.
And at the end of the year, they even managed to fit in New Zealand⬀. Hopefully there'll be more photos in time.
They have Orion upside down there.
The crescent Moon is oriented the opposite way there.
On the same day, from Ořech.
Three soloists from Pavel Verner's choir (he appears right at the very end of the video). Hanka in the middle, Eva Vernerová on the right (Martina's sister).
On a trip with the choir. Anthony is the choir's organist and the partner of Hanka's friend.
Still that graceful movement and the shadow of a wolf.
And he always spreads good cheer. (All the New Year's greetings⬀.)
He's already tamed all of us, including Mitra.