Cin cin, grandpa Janez!

Today celebrates my grandpa Janez, mother’s father, and this is the garden where he taught me how to water the flowers.

I’m sorry that I don’t have more photos here, so I’m forced to show you the same ones every year (this was last year). Still, this one is very cute, I might as well show it again, maybe some of you haven’t seen it yet.

Grandfather Janez and grandmother Nada <3. Photo: unknown.

I’m here in Rome, watching amore’s father and similarities continue to astound me. The way he makes jokes and then laughs is the same as yours. The way he cooks (just with more tomatoes). The way he takes care of his garden too. The pride, the strength, the force – the same.

Last night, just before midnight, I had a dream that we were all, family and dog, gathered in this garden featured below. It would be even better if we weren’t all dead. It was my fault, I drove us into an abyss. I posted the dream today on my second, writer’s blog. When I woke up, I had to share it. Click to enter:

In other news, some other people celebrate today, including one country: Happy Canada Day to all, especially Canadians! The world would not be what it is without you. As for the people, happy birthday to Lady Di, Debbie Harry, Pamela Anderson and Missy Elliott. For some reason they wished to be together in this sentence, no doubt to keep grandpa company. He would love it.

And now grandpa’s garden, which is now uncle’s, and some goings-on that he for sure didn’t see coming. 

The fir tree which was planted when I was born is still standing. Some are afraid that it will fall on the house if a bad storm comes. Will it have to be put down? 😮

Your Japanese maple for Canada Day. That’s “my” fir tree above it.

Your bench is looking good in all seasons.

Where exactly did you get it anyway?

Your son is growing VEGETABLES! Yep, you read that right.

Your daughter is still just as she was – age 14 on the inside.

Your other granddaughter holding Bestia the first time he visited your garden. (Oh, right! You didn’t see even our first dog Žak!)

Bestia has grown into a fine dog.

I wonder how you’d feel about a dog.

Especially since dogs tend to run, on the grass!

But that is nothing compared to this: your son allowed us to put the tables on the grass for our card tournament. Talk to him! (Also about the new colour of your chairs! I love it!)

Even worse. What is the Italian flag doing here next to the Slovenian and Ljubljana ones, you might ask. Especially considering that you were in an Italian prison.

And not only. Your son is talking to a full-blooded Italian! 😮 Not to mention the disco ball. Your daughter is to be blamed for that.

And I for the Italian. But he comes in peace. 😀

Happy birthday, grandpa, and thank you for such a magic garden.

Photo: © signature mmm & MK (last one)