Monthly Archives: July 2013

Never Move a Pebble

A thistle flower grows on the shore. She’s a lonely flower, braving her solitude not with bitterness but with the beauty of her vibrant colours. Sometimes a stray bee visits and the flower offers her a resting place, a place to … Continue reading

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Cvetovi sonca in kamenja

Včasih med dežjem posije sonce in osvetli oblake, da so videti skoraj neresnični. In jaz grem gor in grem višje, iskat mavrico. Včasih se veter za trenutek ustavi in slišim tišino v sebi in čebele in smeh, ki je čudno … Continue reading

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Gifts from the Seaside

Precious gifts from the seaside, from the island of Pag, of which I have such fond, merry memories. A canvas bag full of freshly picked rosemary, bayleaf and sage. A little pebble. Holding it in my cupped hands, I can … Continue reading

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Poletni zajtrk in zanimivo branje

O, vesel sončen dan. Materina dušica in origano brenčita, šentjanževke so drobna sončeca sredi trave. Vrtnice ob poti na travnik, v vazi na okenski polici. Pred tremi dnevi je mami na našem vrtu, tu na Gorenjskem, odtrgala prvo kumaro. Zadišala je in se … Continue reading

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Ameriške borovnice in kolektivna amnezija

Ko vzide sonce začnejo dišati – po gozdu, po rosi, po svetovih, skritih očem, ki zrejo v police, polne poceni, a dolgoročno zelo drage bleščave. Previdno in počasi trgam eno za drugo, polnim skodelico, pod budnim očesom kosa, ki čepi na … Continue reading

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The Beauty and the Bumblebee

a country beauty in her frilly purple dress flirts with her buzzing suitors May this new week bring you sunshine and little kindnesses.

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Threads of Dreams

Clouds are white and white and white, alive and fluffy against the far-off blue sky. The sun gentle and warm against my skin. It peeks behind my shades and naughitly tickles my sleepy, weary eyes. Buzzing of bees accentuates the deep, rich … Continue reading

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