Last year I spent almost two months in Slovenia, and July was one of them. Here it is in twenty images for my Calendar 2020.
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Surprisingly, I spent the entire July in Ljubljana, with only one day-trip to Piran. One night I went to the centre for a protest poetry reading, one night to the street concert by Zajtrk with amore, who came from Italy to join me at the end of the month, and bestia. There were two family birthdays and some meals and chats with friends. I was having regular electro-ultra sound-laser sessions for my calcinated feet, and that was about it.
I was walking bestia around my hood, remembering how I lost the lovely green grandma-knit cardigan in some bushes, my daily 6-minute walk to primary school, my after-school basketball with guys and a rare girl.
When I went to buy ingredients for the cake I made for my sister’s birthday, bestia untied himself and followed me into the supermarket where a cheerful employee brought him to me on the leash and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Apparently a motorcycle starting up near him spooked him so much that he untangled himself and ran into the shop after me. Lucky me!
Here is some of all that in twenty photos for my calendar series. The duo Zajtrk (meaning “Breakfast”) I introduced on my blog when I translated their best song “I’ll make paradise“. This was my first post-pandemic concert and it was beautiful. I love their energy! Guess who sang along the loudest. Here is the song again as the soundtrack for this post.
I wish you culture, art, quality of living, good air, good earth, no solar storms, family. Life.
Father’s gift for his birthday, made of old ties left from his TV days. 
My friends, married poet couple Mustar-Dimkovska in sign-of-the-times attire, both read at the anti-government protest meeting. The star was Boris A. Novak and his poem “Freedom Is a Verb“. 
This is our nearest church with the loudest bells. Sometimes we wish it were still Yugoslavia when churches had to take it easy. 
Nowhere the sun reflects exactly like in this house. 
“Taste of Home.” The dairy Ljubljanske mlekarne just behind my primary school since forever. 
Yesterday I showed you my primary school in full, today just the bust of writer France Bevk, after whom it is named. For decades a wall nearby proclaimed: “Bevk is the law.” 
The basketball court where I played ball after class with my (mostly male) classmates. It has just been refurbished. No such class then. 
A local friend. 
And another. Crows, magpies, sparrows, blackbirds, starlings – our local escadrille. 
In a neighbours’ garden. I had to wait for it to move to make sure it was alive and not a toy. 
I was surprised at the light. I thought only Italy and Piran got such nice golden light. 
In Slovenia such scenes are not as common as in Italy. I love it how these two balconies grow their gardens vertically. 
There was some rain. Over here in dry Tuscany I forget it exists. 
My uncle’s garden just underneath my parents’ home. 
And so sometimes they get visitors. 
I bought one of these for my sister’s birthday. 
The daytrip to Piran and the fountain of Eden and Druga. “100% pure love.” 
The surprising view of the Kamnik-Savinja Alps from Ljubljana. Over here I forget how mountains look like. Italy and Austria to the left, Croatia and also Austria (via Maribor) to the right. 
Or you can take the boat on the Ljubljanica river. It won’t take you far. The river is not navigable for long. 
And finally, here they are in old Ljubljana, Laura and Sven, together Zajtrk. It was beautiful.
Previous months of 2020:
July in previous years:
This day in my blogging history
Manja Mexi Mexcessive (closed) 
Manja oh Manja.. are you a storyteller, travel guide, poet, artist or a photographer? you can do so many things so casually and you have this way of sharing that I really admire.
That VEST made up of ties is really cool!!!
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Aaaah! Thank you for the comment of the month, Just Blue! 🙂 What a lovely group of words you have for me! I’m so glad to be all this to you. I share quite casually, yes. 😉 And the vest idea was dad’s own. Always welcome and we’ll have fun.
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Beautiful Slovenia.
Btw, I heard for Zajtrk from you. I remember I couldn’t stop playing this song, and all others I could find. They are magic for the ears and soul. What does the group name mean, if anything?
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Ahhh, Bojana, this makes me so happy, that you can feel it too how awesome they are, and that you’ve been listening to them! They have an extensive street performance history and it shows. As I say in my post, zajtrk means breakfast. 🙂 But I don’t know why they are called this way. Oh, they have a new album out! Here, just for you. 😉 Even I haven’t listened to it yet. https://zajtrk1.bandcamp.com/album/etev
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I missed have missed it. Zajtrk sounds more exotic when you don’t know what it means. And thanks. I know what I’ll be listening to these days.
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I love your Father’s tie, and the reflection of the windows in the puddle, and walking down memory lane with you!
You and Amoré look so handsome and pretty in that image in the Red set.
Is the pronunciation of the Zaj in Zajtrk the same as my last name? I won’t even begin to try the last three letters…all consonants in English as you know. 🙃😀
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Hahha! Well – I don’t know how you pronounce your last name! 😀 It’s something like “Zai-turk”, with stress on both syllables, like in “breakfast”, which it means. Thank you, Deborah, I love that photo of us. ❤
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Interesting and varied photos – thanks for sharing your trip with us. 🙂
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Always most welcome, Lynette. Soon again.
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Lovely to get some glimpses of your home city especially the little details. I love your zinnia shot in particular – very stylish!
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Thank you, Sarah. I googled zinnia since I wasn’t familiar with it but then found another flower. 🙂 The one in my photo is Purple Coneflower. I didn’t know its name when I posted, I had a look how it is called in English. I’m glad you like it!
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Ah right – I’m not great at remembering flower names but that does sound familiar now you mention it!
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I love that tie coat!
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Thank you, Jan. I do too. Mom has one too.
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Your photos tell so much about ow much you love our city. I too love the “tie” coat.
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Thank you, Donna. I do. It’s my city.
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Yes. I understand . My “home” In New Hampshire feels like that to me. Haven’t lived there for 30 years, and it still feels like home.
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So many happy images! I love the tie vest too and that wonderful pink and orange door. And the smiling wedding photo. (K)
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Thank you, K! I’m glad you see happiness. We are smiling since it wasn’t our wedding. 😀
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Yes.
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