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I’m afraid this post will be rather untranslatable, but I’ll do my best.

First Pooh:

This is a page from the original copy of Winnie-the-Pooh as “improved” by me as a child before I convinced myself that I sucked artistically (here you can find another example of my Pooh art). The language is Slovenian since I tend to swing that way. For everybody else here is a part of it in English:

 So Owl wrote…and this is what he wrote:

HIPY PAPY BTHETHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY

Pooh looked on admiringly.

“I’m just saying ‘A Happy Birthday’,” said Owl carelessly.

“It’s a nice long one,” said Pooh, very much impressed by it.

I was very impressed too when two days ago on my bthuthdy (when I gave myself gelato) special presents came rolling in. Well, the messenger brought them, but they got opened live via Skype.

The messenger’s present were the original Pooh copy and a brand new one, and browsing through the old one I remembered EXACTLY how it felt to hold the book so many years ago and colour it in. Rather impatiently, I recall.

Here is a collection of other gifts, so dear to my heart.

Sister found an online offer of a book necklace with a key. The books are real!

This bag was amore’s gift, not bestia’s, but the feeling is mutual. (The other side of the bag in the featured photo above.)

Father’s own handiwork, a (n)jam made of home-grown žižole (Ziziphus jujuba, commonly called jujube, red date, Chinese date, Korean date, or Indian date).

The envelope bearing this photo of me on my 5th birthday (if not mistaken), together with both my grandmothers and my beautiful and VERY young mother (taken by father)…

…contained this poem written by mom. Even though the last line says: “Manči, translate!” I shall not do it, only reveal that it mentions Thursday Doors, and includes Pearl Jam and Kurt Cobain in the same line, hilariously written in the Serbian write-as-you-speak style as “Prl Đem” and “Krt Kbejn”.

Thank you all for all the lovely things, memories and wishes, and for bringing us together even when we are apart. ❤

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SL-WEEK 43: Italian wetthings

Sylvain says “wedding” and I say together with the groom on his wedding day above: “I completely lost my focus”.

Here is first one image apiece from two weddings viewed from afar.

In Pitigliano

In Pitigliano

By the Tiber in Roma.

By the Tiber in Roma.

And now several from my only Italian wedding so far (as a guest!), held in Roma and in Ostia on the sandy beach. Mind the captions. I already posted photos from this wedding for the second week of Sylvain’s SL-WEEK challenge on the topic of Red.

But if you want to see really great stuff, check out Slovenian wedding photographer Samo Rovan who just won the title Photographer of the Year, awarded by the Wedding Photojournalist Association.

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For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 43: Wedding

Thursday Doors, May 12

Today I wish to show you a Capalbio courtyard where doors are not in the foreground. But everything about it makes me wish to know who lives there and visit, repeatedly.

I noticed it first in October 2013. It can be spotted off the city walls.

As time was passing, I kept telling myself I need to take more photos of it and when I was about to, in March this year, the silhouette on the wall was half torn down and the overall impression was that the place was forgotten. I lamented this fact. Only a month later I was there again, the hour was golden and this is what I saw.

This is above if you look up.

And more up still:

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For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.

MM 3-5: Minimal Monochrome Madness

For this week’s Monochrome Madness, I took a happy bird…
…and turned it into an ominous bird.
I hope those lines are aligned just how some 19th century photographer said that it was cool. Now please click the link below for many other photographs.

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For Leanne Cole’s MM 3-5: Monochrome Madness

Benvenuti in Toscana! Now get washed at 40

The task at hand: lure Badfish, and everybody, to Tuscany.

Wherever you go around here, there is a direction board pointing to Terme Saturnia. This alone could tell you that it is something special, but not exactly how special. If you don’t mind a bit of sulphur in the air. Even though the latest visitor said: “What a nice smell!” For the curious: The chemical make-up of the water is sulphur, carbon, sulphate, bicarbonate-alkaline, earth, with the presence of hydrogen sulphide gas and carbon dioxide.

Murky water

He appeared all of a sudden from the depths.

I’ve been a few times but have never seen it as empty. The lady was in luck.

She was pleased too. 🙂

The images in this post, taken two weeks ago (except for my uncle), show a part of the Terme that is free to visit and bathe in. There is quite a huge free parking space and one very easy-going bar that has refreshments, toilets and showers for a fee. There is no other infrastructure.

What there is is one hot stream, at 37.5°C (99.5.°F), that after a waterfall forms little pools and flows away almost a river. There is also the official spa a bit further up the road but I have no experience with it, neither do any of my visitors.

The experience is very relaxing, and right now especially eye-pleasing since the field opposite is lush green. And nobody chases dogs away either.

Since my uncle knows all this already, he is coming over right this minute.

And to round it up, a little funny story from the day of the shooting, April 27. It was about 6 pm. All day long I kept hearing compatriots, first in Siena then in the Abbey of St. Antimo and finally in Saturnia, which happened for the first time in three years. Slovenians are unobtrusive like that. Must have been an agency trip, even though I saw some bikers as well.

The girl in the images below comes swimming by.

Unaware that everybody (well, three of us + bestia) can understand her, she exclaims in the dialect of my hometown: “Don’t you know it, in Ljubljana there is 10 cm of snow and it keeps falling heavily! Na polno!”.

Which is how we first learnt of the latest “NATO weather manipulation”. If you believe it.

P.S.: I’ll tag Badfish so that Google will have even more hits to display, hihi.

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WPC: The Earth brings forth by itself

The sentence in the title is from my university translation exam. The images are from around here and wider Maremma, taken in the last two weeks, and the photo above is from Terme Saturnia, the true Earth wonder.

The sentence was in Slovenian (“Zemlja poraja sama od sebe.”), and we had to translate it into English. We were allowed dictionaries but advised against the practical little green two-way dictionary as it was not deemed quality enough. As it is, it was exactly there that I found the collocation to bring forth. The professor was mightily pleased.

And I am pleased when my eye rests on these earthy colours.

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In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Earth

Tonight Papa visited my blog in my dreams with his official account and commented that he loved churches, monasteries and Italy. Taken two weeks ago for Roma’s birthday in Vatican. Photo: a © signature mmm production

SL-WEEK 42: Tzars

In Slovenian, the word car is pronounced “tzar” and this is also what it means. Let’s look at some tzars on Italian streets (and in Piran).

Let’s start with an alien starship. Don’t you agree? It’s too smooth to be of this earth.

Then there is the second most beautiful, spotted in Piombino with an Elba beach in the ad. Povero 2CV, looks a little far away from home. In Italy they can be harsh towards French cars.

But some Italians use Citroens to get married.

In Piran, Slovenia, they are useful for reflecting the sunset…

…and for modelling.

This photo is especially for Sylvain because here are two red cars, from 1000 miglia race last year.

Two cars from Christmas in Roma.

Taken in Trastevere.

And now two from Roma last week. This one is a bit lost.

He, however, looks right at home. (Or better, Italians say it’s a she!)

Time for a trio of Fiats 500. Still immensely popular. First two from Roma.

Door photos are so abundant that I can use them for other challenges, hihi.

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Some cars have been taken over by cat population.

A happy trio of neighbours.

And a city one in Capalbio.

But I still prefer our car. It takes us to amazing places.

And gives good perspective.

Even though…

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For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 42: Car

Thursday Doors, May 5

A few weeks ago we had a lovely stroll along Via Appia Antica, one of the oldest roads in Roma.

We walked for at least 5 km and it was manageable even in high-heel boots over such stones as these, still original from 312 B.C. when the road was built, dent and all. (If you believe it. It was told most earnestly.)

First we had a lovely lunch at a friend’s house in the green.

Then we went on our walk. One would expect ruins and not as many doors. Alas, where I go, there they are. It started with some unassuming gates but it soon escalated. The last nine photos were taken in six minutes.

All in all, an excellent Sunday. The second half of Appia Antica doors will follow on another Thursday.

And if anybody was worried, I’m over my overdoored state. Today I already took three new door photos. 😉

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For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.