Red in tooth and claw. We are strolling through the park to preschool. The sun is shining, the children are proceeding in the right direction at the right pace. Suddenly a crow flies by, with a nestling fieldfare in its beak, the parents chack-chacking in outraged pursuit. The next day we are still feeling guilty. Well but nobody runs that slowly.

My fivemonthsinwarsaw has come to an end, and so has this blog. I want to say thanks to many people who made my stay rich and rewarding. To my daughter, who made it all possible by marrying a Polish man and producing Polish-Australian twins. She showed me what intelligent, loving imaginative mothering looks like. She also talked about her childhood and gave me a chance to remember and review. To my Australian family and friends who emailed me regularly, e.