Today my birthtown Ljubljana in Slovenia celebrates victory.
Every year there is a walk around the city along the Path of Remembrance and Comradeship where the barbed wire used to run.
Rome, on the other hand, didn’t even have a wall. Unlike some, the Roman Empire was always too huge and too powerful to need one.
When amore visited Ljubljana for the first time and saw “Roman Republic” written on a monument from the ancient times when Ljubljana was called Emona and belonged to the Roman Empire, he giggled at the word “Republic” and said: “This is another way of putting it.”
I hear that there are places in Europe where it’s snowing. Not just Finland, a few kilometres out of Ljubljana as well. I don’t know what to say to that but show you more pretty spring pictures taken in the Roman park Villa Pamphili previous weekend.
The last few photos are of a special encounter. We met an elderly couple and their bouncing dog. The man explained to us that Maya is searching for her ball. We followed the action for a while but then continued our way. A few minutes later the man yelled after us:
“Ha preso!” She got it.
As always, I recommend clicking on a photo for a more immediate experience.
Meanwhile, my writer’s blog is coming along nicely. I’ve got four posts now with lovely memories that now have nowhere to run. Here are today’s feel-good blinks.
Photo: © signature mmm