Zanimivo, ampak takoj, ko prestopimo prag marca, pa tudi če je vreme enako kot zadnji dan njegovega predhodnika, se nekaj premakne v glavi. Kot da ponastavim na nov pod-začetek. Od zdaj naprej spet vse raste, nastaja, se barva, pleše in raziskuje.
Očí se spet, kot že tolikokrat, čudijo ponovnemu rojstvu, srce se ozira proti neskončnemu nebu in možnostim, ki jih le-to ponuja. Zaradi prijetnega zvena imena meseca se zrak kar čez noč zdi toplejši in diši mehkeje. Marec.
Takrat se mi začnejo spogledovati besede, se zaljubljajo, prepletajo in silijo na plano. Kako bi ne bila tudi sama zaljubljena vanje!
It's interesting, but as soon as we step across the threshold of March, something changes in the head, even though the weather is the same as on the last day of February. It’s just like I’m resetting everything to a new sub-beginning. From now on everything is growing, happening, colouring, dancing and exploring again.
As so many times before, my eyes are amazed by the new birth, my heart is looking to the endless sky and all the possibilities that it offers. Because of the pleasant sound of the month’s name the air seems to have become warmer over the night and it smells softer. Marec. March.
It’s the time when my words start to flirt and they fall in love with each other. My English words are not as juicy as Slovenian are for me and they don’t give me such a delight, of course. They are quite clumsy and with roots not nearly as deep as of those above, my beloved ones, so they don’t intertwine with the same confidence, but they force themselves out to the light just the same.
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OdgovoriIzbrišiDear Maja, as if you looked in my head and soul... I have the feeling I am the one who has written this post (without the part about the words)! Spring is definitely my season - the only one I expect and long for! I'm always amazed by the new life that's beginning in nature. I feel re-born, light and happy! By the way, I was born in March (Mart in Bulgarian) - maybe that's why I love it so much!
OdgovoriIzbrišiYour photos are wearing the expectation of the warm, green and sunny days!
Have a marvellous March!
Ja, pa je čisto res tako. Marec enostavno zapiše v glavo tudi pomlad. Lepo si ta začetek ujela na objektiv.
OdgovoriIzbrišiRossichka: I see you're a spring girl from head to toe! :)
OdgovoriIzbrišiBut, no wonder, it really is so beautiful, "butterflies" and everything, you know :), can't describe it other way.
I remembered that in antient Slovene March is called Sušec. It's a shame we don't use these any more.
I wish you happy birthday, full of "butterflies", whenever it is in Mart. :)
Vladuška:
Haha, kako smo zdaj polni besed o pomladi. Nekaj grozijo s snegom. Potem bomo spet tiho nekaj časa. :)
Naj bo sneg pozimi, zdaj je že čas za pomlad!
*antient = ancient, of course! :)
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