Hey, ma and pa

Not the kind of symbolism I’d connect to my parents… Another one of those things I’d never believe if somebody had told me. A couple of Slovenian singers has done their takes on parents. Jani Kovačič sings “a fridge is my mother, my father is a TV set”. Pero Lovšin had his version: “My mother…

Tale’s tail

In my previous post I describe the feelings I had while walking around Old Ljubljana. Nothing like books to ground me, I said and entered a familiar shop at last. And yet they are dying out, old shops and books, like Partisans, Polar bears and hippies. It’s not very surprising. Even I, who was the…

Lublana je bulana

This nicely rhyming title of an anthem from the punk era in the local dialect translates as “Ljubljana is sick.” Not at all and not all of it, some would say, and they are right, and yet my stroll threw me in a black hole. A few days ago I did a round of Old Ljubljana…

We are the winners

This Sunday we had our 15th annual garden tarock tournament. It all ended more than fine, rain included. Even though many of the participants, including me, had to admit that we hadn’t played a single game all year since the last tournament, we are always happy to gather in the garden and remember why we…

In the groove

Five happy hours in a day: swim, dinner, drink, music, dangling feet in water. Friday was the day, Bled was the lake, Vieux Farka Touré was the musician. From Mali to Slovenia. The important thing is to move. He is the son of a late legend, his guitar-playing is hereditary. Doesn’t “Vieux” mean old? He…

WPC: Textures of Piran

Another happy compilation post that I like so much. Texture might denote something more palpable than some of my photos show, but to me these twenty images express the most tangible summer surfaces and materials. When it’s winter again, I’ll only need to glance at them to recall the heat wave and the good moments…

Thursday Doors, August 3, 2017

In need of a new door? How about a cinema under the stars with the view? Today’s edition has two parts. Soon after I started posting Thursday Doors, father suggested that if I wanted doors I could go in search of a door-selling shop. I liked the idea but I needed two years or so…

Nature, nurture and culture

What is required for a perfect summer weekend for 1000. Without much thinking – it’s too hot to think – these three words appeared as common denominators of the 7×3 photos below: a bit of culture, a bit of nourishment and a bit of nature, rolled into last weekend. First we had pizza and beer…

Don’t be afraid to ripple

This is a post with three examples of how blogging ripples and some actual watery ripples from Slovenia. 1. First, the long-awaited moment when my name appears on the same page as Charles Bukowski’s. I have his badge on my mantelpiece after all (the one that Bestia once found). He is my spirit animal. I’m…

WPC: Satisfactioning me

I wouldn’t know it either, but Elvis says “satisfactioning” is a word. Here are my two weeks, one satisfied day at the time. As you know or could guess from my limited blogging activity, I’ve been travelling in my country of origin which is Slovenia. It’s been most excellent and I feel highly satisfactioned. As…

Thursday Doors, July 27 2017

Today’s doors from the south of Slovenia come with a lunch and a view. I remember well when my friend Aleš – who together with his Mihela, one of my two best university buddies, became a parent half a year ago – posted the door of his family tourist farm on Facebook. I promised him…

This was yesterday…

…but now it’s all covered again and a storm is coming. Enjoy yesterday instead. I went on a walk with Bestia and caught some lovely views, including wall-high waves splashing against the boardwalk, peculiar pink-blue sunset and a line of clouds just above the horizon. Today it’s a whole new story with dramatic clouds over…

WPC: Unusual week

A fully unusual post for me to go with the extraordinary week I’m spending in my country of origin. Bring on three more, and rain. I’m averaging 200 photos daily thus it’s hard to come to grips with them and post some sense. Plus I’m constantly out of time. Plus, strangely, my English feels rusty…

Thursday Doors, July 20 2017

“Čuj ti, v Mariboru si!” (Hey you, you are in Maribor!) A speedy look at some Maribor doors. Second biggest Slovenian city. Father’s birthplace where he is pointing (point at the door, it’s Thursday!). National soccer champion, one step away from the Champions League. Nuff said. Photo: © signature mmm For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.

Coast to coast

This was yesterday’s coast to coast Slovenian style. Of course, we only have one, a short one at that. The road trip took us from Piran via Ljubljana, where we greeted sister, uncle and my fir tree, and then continued to Maribor on the other side of the country, second biggest Slovenian city and the…

Day one of Piran

All this was yesterday. We arrived safely after an eight-hour drive and I wanted to swim. Mom took her child to the beach. Photo: © signature mmm