Flowers From the Mountains

My dad is climbing Storžič right now and I’m waiting at the foot of it, making flower crowns and singing Banana Pancakes to myself and anyone else who cares to listen. And I do have a lovely audience of trees and birds and grey odl stones and two playful butterflies. And we’re all humming and swaying together in the chilled-out surf-rhythms of Jack Johnson.

And I hope, hope so much that my dad brings me  a couple of mountain flowers  to press and tape in a book.

Enjoy the balmy evening, my lovelies!

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3 Responses to Flowers From the Mountains

  1. sabina says:

    Tanja, hvala za neskončen razgled in občutek, da sem blizu. Blizu gora, svežega zraka, brezskrbnosti, čudovitih razgledov.
    Naj ti bo lepo ob svojih doživetjih vsega! In naj postanjo uresničljive sanje!
    Pomežikec

  2. Rumi says:

    Stiskam, stiskam pesti in neskončno težko čakam dan, ko bom na tvojem blogu zagledala fotko na kateri čepiš med rožami na gorskem travniku in jim prepevaš Banana Pancakes.
    Dokler ti pa to ni dano, naj te razveseljujejo z gore prinešene lepotice.

  3. janez says:

    Tvojemu očiju zavidam, saj je bil dan kot nalašč za hribolazenje, tebi pa želim, da lepote, ki niso le okoli vaše hiše in na vašem vrtu, čimprej tudi sama doživiš v živo. Kakšen bo šele po tem tvoj blog, si pa tudi predstavljati ne upam! Komaj čakam!!!:)

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