And so another week begins, and my campus will be empty as all the students have gone. But my squirrels remain, and I’ve restocked the larder with nuts and seeds. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, today’s dialogue has a title: “V-Formation of Angels.” Apparently Hili, down at the Vistula, looked up and saw a flock of birds in the distance—perhaps geese or ducks.
Hili: Strange…A: What is so strange?Hili: The angels flew in very late this year.
Klucz aniołówHili: Dziwne…
Ja: Co jest takie dziwne?
Hili: Strasznie późno anioły w tym roku przyleciały.