The White Buffalo - Warsaw Klub Niebo (27-08-2026)

What a great evening/atmosphere this was, The White Buffalo at the Klub Niebo in Warsaw.

The White Buffalo offer what I would describe as beefed-up Americana which works brilliantly. 

And what a great coming on tune Story is.

Thoroughly enjoyed all the set, especially Pilot; Problem Solution; and Come Join the Murder (a fantastic singalong tune).

Also really enjoyed Agata Karczewska who opened and joined The White Buffalo on stage towards the end of their set.

Yeah, this was a good, wholesome evening of music, nicely washed down with a couple of beers.

The Garden: A Few Last Shots

 A few last shots from the garden, starting with a healthy-looking compost heap:

The barn:

Greenhouse:

Getting ready for the upcoming eclipse:

And looking over at the neighbour's chicken sheds:

Great Light Meal

 After days of pizza and feeling bloated, it was great to get a light meal:

This roasted sweet potato with feta (and rocket) was fantastic.

The lentil meal below was heavier:

But still very good.

Getting the Garden in Shape

While in the garden, I spent much of my time stopping vine from strangling conifer (and other) trees.

To protect the trees, I also trimmed the branches to stop the trees invading on each other's space:

Through this kind of work, the garden started to take on a much better shape:

The work included getting rid of nettles too, of course:

And protecting fences:

All in all, this was good exercise, what gardening should be.

Apple Pie Making Machine

My fruit picking in the orchard wasn't for nothing, as my wife produced an apple pie with the machine below:

The apple (plus plum and pear) pie was delicious, of course:

 Especially topped with yoghurt.

In the Orchard

Went into the orchard a few times to gather fruit:

Yeah, it's a good season for the plums.

But many of the pears were too high up, out of reach:

But I ended up filling in a hole created by an uprooted tree:

Nice shot of the orchard outhouse below:

Operating the Well

Never imagined just how tiring a well can be, every bucket was like bringing in a big pike.

But still, we got to water the young, struggling conifers: