Tiny mouse

I sat down for a rest on a path by the lake in Żywiec. The wind was rustling the leaves around me. Suddenly, one of the "leaves" brushed against my shoe—going in the opposite direction from all the others! I looked closer, and it turned out to be a tiny mouse, maybe a wood mouse. I didn’t manage to take many photos, but I still count the encounter as a success. After observing her for a moment, I gently scared her off into the grass and between some stones—bikes kept whizzing past on the path, and I was afraid she wouldn’t get away in time...

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