Category Archives: Wildflower Moments

Mountains Breathing, Mountains Teaching

The best part of yesterday was the late evening, when it was already a bit dusky in the valley and the mountain towering above our house was gloriously lit up by the setting sun. When I came in the kitchen and … Continue reading

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A Cricket With Important News

Sylvia Plath said: I’d be much happier if I didn’t think. Oh, Sylvia, I, too, at least if I didn’t think of so many foolish things, which scare me. I was just thinking this very thing, when suddenly I heard … Continue reading

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Splashes of Colour and The Wings of Spring

Curling from the morning teacup – the flowers from last summer’s meadows. On my body tiny silver needles in the points invisible to the modern busy mind/eye, which is used to darting from one excitement to the next. Slowly they … Continue reading

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Resnično bogastvo/ The New Rich

To jutro dovolj zlata, da si z njim vsi napolnimo srca in postanemo bogati   This morning enough gold for all of us to fill our hearts with it and become rich ❄️❄️ Želim vam prijeten konec tedna./ A peaceful … Continue reading

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In the Midst of Winter, Three Thousand Springs Are Born/ Sredi zime se rodi tri tisoč pomladi

In the night Winter secretly walks these quiet woods, leaving behind her frosty footprints on every leaf, on every blade of grass. ❄️❄️ Ponoči Zima skrivoma hodi po teh tihih gozdovih in na vsakem listu in na vsaki drobni bilki trave, pusti … Continue reading

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O neskončnosti in nebu/ Of Infinity and Sky

Sediva na vrhu hriba in nebo nad nama je neskončno, sonce prijazno, toplo rumeno in ves mir je najin. Deliva ga s starimi hruškami in z macesnom, ki mu je mati narava naredila iglice iz samega zlata. In sinice in taščice … Continue reading

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Decembrske poti

Kako zaspano in nežno pronica skozi meglo zlatilo jutranjega sonca. Tiha so, jutra, pozimi še tišja, tako da velikokrat slišim, kako mirno in globoko dihajo drevesa. Včasih se mi zdi, da ves svet spi pod baldahinom golih vej. Edino premikanje je dim, ki … Continue reading

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