Poletni zajtrk Summer breakfast

Kruh z maslom, sir, fige in kefir, postreženo na Milankinem krožniku!
(malčkov zajtrk, seveda!)

Bread and butter, cheese, figs and kefir, served on Milanka's plate!
(breakfast of the little one, of cource!)

Oko želve An eye of a turtle

Ko je naš Čmrlj končno spoznal, da namen knjigic ni samo hlastavo listanje (priznam, verjetno je tudi to zabavno, ampak ne za mami, ki se ji hkrati z listi trga tudi srce!), in je začel v njih uživati, še več, zvečer se je ob branju in gledanju pravljic popolnoma umiril in padel v zgodbe, je večerni ritual postal pravljica tudi za starša! :)

Ena prvih knjigic, ki zaznamujejo to radostno obdobje, je Kiti plavajo počasi, ki jo je pred kakim letom prejel podpisano od avtorja osebno. Ilustracija v njej, ob kateri se mu oko najdlje zatakne in kar naju z Mirom vedno znova fascinira, je … oko želve. :)

One of the first books, when our Bumblebee actually started listening and watching bed-time stories books, not just tearing sheets, was the one he got about a year ago from the author personally (and signed!) and when that magic moment happened, few months ago, the whole evening ritual became fairy-tale also for his parents! :)

The thing that fascinate us both in these joyful times, Miro and me, is the illustration he likes most in the book: his eye enjoys catching … an eye of a turtle. :)

Ha ha!

Haha, zbirka Čmrljevih krožnikov, ki je doslej obsegala le staro, luštno in malce okrušeno keramično posodje njegove mame (pa še pribor, pribor!), se je povečala za krožnik in skodelico z meni tako ljubimi ilustracijami Milanke Fabjančič.

Haha, until now, our Bumblebee had just a collection of my old, cute and slightly chipped-off childhood plates (and this cutlery!), but now he is richer for a plate and a bowl with Milanka Fabjancic's illustrations, which I simply adore.

Kuži Bow-wow

Čmrlj je že dooolgo nazaj od svoje babice, moje mami, podedoval njeno najljubšo igračo, kužija.

Odkar ga je prvič videl, ga zmeraj spravi v smeh.

Bumblebee inherited this little bow-wow from his grandma, my mum, looong time ago.

It was her favourite toy. It makes him laugh every time since he first saw it.

Najboljša novica! The best news!

Ta teden sem izvedela najlepšo novico: sestra nas bo verjetno za nekaj tednov obiskala veliko veliko prej, kot je sprva nameravala! Še letos! Tako komaj čakam!
 
Na posnetku je darilo, ki nama ga je z Mirom poleti poslala s svojega daljnega otočka za najina rojstna dneva. Prekrasen cekar, napolnjen z začimbami.

I heard the most beautiful news this week: my sister is probably coming to visit us for a few weeks, much much earlier as she has planned at first! Even before the end of the year! So excited!
 
In the picture, there is a gift she sent from her faraway island for Miro's and my birthday this past summer. A gorgeous basket with many spices.

Čas beži Time flies

Domača sivka pred mamino podobo, ki jo je pred skoraj dvajsetimi leti naslikala sestra.

Home lavender in front of an image of my mum, painted by my sister almost twenty years ago.

Zapestnica prijateljstva A bracelet of friendship

Temule pravim zapestnica prijateljstva in pred kratkim, ko sem šla mimo cvetočega drevesa, sem jo privezala na eno od vej, tako kot mi je razložila draga blogarska prijateljica Rossi, ki mi jo je naredila in poslala.
 
Zares lepa bolgarska tradicija, ki slavi pomlad. [Več o tem si lahko preberete na njenem blogu.]

I call this a bracelet of friendship and when I passed by a blossoming tree a few days ago, I tied it on one of the branches, as my dear blogging friend Rossi, who had made and sent it to me, had explained.
 
It is a beautiful Bulgarian tradition celebrating spring. [You can read more about it on her blog.]

❤ ❤ ❤

Danes je gregorjevo. Letos še s prav posebnim srčkom v očeh.

Ljubka stara posteljica, ročno izdelana v domu slepih,

v kateri sem davno davno spala že sama.

It is Gregorjevo Day today. With a very special heart in the eyes this year.

Cute little hand crafted baby cradle made by blind person.

It was already used for me long long time ago.

Za mizo z astronavti At the table with astronauts

A ni vesoljski tale jedilni pribor! Z njim sem jedla kot otrok, zato je bil vsak obrok
vedno prava dogodivščina. Prav vesela sem, da se skozi leta ni kam izgubil.

You just have to love this space set of cutlery, don't you! It was mine when I was a child

and because of that eating was always an adventure. I am so glad it didn't get lost through years.

Zlata mačja preja Golden cat yarn

Dedek Mraz mi je pri starših prinesel Zlato mačjo prejo,

zbirko pravljic Svetlane Makarovič, ki sem si jo zelo želela! :)

Under my parent's tree, dedek Mraz [=Grandpa Cold] has brought me

a wonderful illustrated collection of children stories by our famous fairy-tales writer

and poet Svetlana Makarovič, the book I had been wishing for very much! :)

Moja najljubša vrečka My favourite bag

Kathyjina Plumita obožuje nakupovanje na tržnici. :)

Kathy’s Plumita adores shopping at the farmer’s market. :)

Dan, ko je prišla jesen The day when autumn came

Če pravijo, da je jesen tisti rahlo otožen čas, čas, ko se poslavlja nekaj tako zelo cvetočega in bohotnega, in prihaja nekaj sladko-grenkega, čas, slovesa in hkrati čas pričakovanja žetve ter s tem napovedi novega rojstva, ponovnega začetka nekje na drugem koncu kroga, potem je bil prvi dan jeseni letos zame predvčerajšnjim, ko smo se dokončno za nekaj let poslovili od sestre, ki odhaja nepredstavljivim rajskim dogodivščinam naproti.

If they say, that autumn is that slightly blue time, the time when something so very blossoming and lush is saying goodbye and something bitter-sweet is coming, the time of farewell and at the same time the season of expectation of the harvest with annunciation of a new birth, a re-beginning somewhere on the other side of the circle; then the first day of autumn this year for me was the day before yesterday when we finally said goodbye to my sister, who is leaving for a few years towards unimaginable paradise adventures.

Te zadnje tedne se je zvrstilo kar nekaj poslovilnih piknikov, zabav in obedov. Prav zadnji zadnji je bil zajtrk tistega jutra, v krogu družine, dan pred tem pa je nekje med sestrinimi zadnjimi pripravami prifrfotala še najina najboljša prijateljica, s tremi, tokrat zaradi pomanjkanja časa, ker se je ustavila na poti iz službe, kupljenimi sadno-zelenjavnimi sokovi (ena boljših mešanic, mimogrede, velikokrat tudi doma na sporedu; pesa, rdeča pomaranča, zelena, ingver), ki so že stalnica naših dozdajšnjih srečanj.
 
Naša miza medtem sicer ne bo samevala, okoli nje se bo naselilo drugo življenje, a me bomo ta čas nazdravljale preko ekranov. :)

The last few weeks there were plenty of goodbye-parties, picnics and meals. But the last one of them, really last, was breakfast on that very morning, in the circle of the family, and the day before my sister’s and my best friend flew by, holding three smoothies (one of the best mixtures, by the way, many times also made at home; red beet, red orange, celery and ginger), this time bought ones, because she came on her way from work, as those drinks have been a great tradition on our dates.
 
Meanwhile our usual meeting-table will not be lonely, there will be another life around her, but we three will continue toasting through the screens. :)

Na posnetku je ena sestrinih slik, tista, ki nama jo je podarila na poročni dan, trenutno pa se potepa na  razstavi.

Pri srcu mi je toplo, takó - jesensko toplo, ker čutim poganjanje novih življenjskih sil, tam daleč, preko oceana, in prav tako tu, kjer smo ostali vsi mi, ter si predstavljam izmenjavanje med njimi, takšno iskrivo izmenjavanje, da se bo kar bliskalo od navdušenja. Dokler spet ne združimo poti.

In the picture there is one of my sister's paintings, the one that she gave us as a gift for our wedding and it is at an exhibition at the moment.

My heart is warm, warm in an autumnly way, as I feel the power of new life forces, there, far away across the ocean, and here where we all stayed, and I imagine interchanging between the two, exchanging so lively, causing sparkles of enthusiasm. Till our paths join again.

Prve letošnje tri First three from this year

Ena od treh tavelikih kugel iz družinske skrinje, vsaka drugačne barve in z drugačnim vzorcem,

ki so mi najljubše in me spominjajo na otroštvo, lepa silvestrovanja in oprezanje za Dedkom Mrazom.
One of the big-three balls, each different colour and with different designs,

which are my favourite in our family collection,

because they remind me of childhood, beautiful Sylvester Eve celebrations

and sneaking around to take Dedek Mraz, Grandpa Cold, by surprise.

Novoletno darilce mojega bratranca in njegove najdražje je bilo tudi tokrat domače

in opremljeno z logom, ki sem jima ga nekoč oblikovala.

Kar še tako naprej ga pridno nucajta za take stvari! :)
New Year's present from my cousin and his darling was once again homemade

(apple vinegar with garlic, salt with herbs and olive oil with rosemary and thyme)

and decorated with the logo that I had designed for them.

Keep using it this way also in the future, for goodies like this! :)

Novo leto, nova upanja in nove priložnosti, kar je res, je res, a nekatere stvari ostajajo večne,

kot je sarma ob koncertu dunajskih filharmonikov na prvega leta dan,

malo kasneje pa novoletna skakalna turneja.
New year, new hopes and new opportunities, what is true is true, but some things stay eternal,

like eating sarmas on the first day of the new year by listening of the Vienna Philharmonic orchestra

and a bit later watching the New Year’s ski jumping tournament.

S svetlobo v novo leto With a light into the new year

Tale naša zima je precej kilava, meglena in deževna, zato trenutki svetlobe,

kot je tale Kathyjin, napisan na roko, toliko bolj razsvetlijo. Hvala! :)

We have a very poor winter this year, foggy and rainy, and because of that the moments of light,

like this one from Kathy, handwritten, bring even more light. Thanks! :)

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Številka tokratne objave mi je tako zelo všeč, da sem zanjo prihranila prav poseben posnetek – tri spominke s Portugalske; kamen z ene od zlatih algarvskih plaž, skorjo z enega številnih obcestnih plutovcev in seveda sladki rdeči portovec.
 
Posnetki te krasne dežele že čakajo na objave. Kmalu. :)

I like the number of today’s post so much I reserved a special photo for it – three souvenirs from Portugal; a pebble from one of Algarve’s golden beaches, a piece of bark from one of many cork oak trees by the road and of course the sweet red port wine.
 
Photos of this gorgeous land are already waiting to be posted. Soon. :)

Srčni utrinki Impressions of the heart

Ostanki listov vrtnic, ki so jih, skupaj z oljčnimi vejicami, oskubili,
in se potem izživljali nad nama, ko so naju praktično zasuli do vratu.
Leftovers of rose petals that were, together with olive tree leaves,
thrown at us and just hardly left us survive the shower.

Slavo vojvodine Kranjske sva dobila od dedka in kljub temu, da jo že imava,
sva se je neizmerno razveselila, zaradi hecnega naključja, da je v njej odlomek,
ki govori o najini deteljici, in brez razmisleka raje obdržala njegovo, zaradi posvetila, seveda!
We got one of the most important books from our literature history from my grandpa
and even though we already have one, we were happy, because of the funny coincidence
that there is an excerpt inside this book talking about our clover and without considering
we kept his, of course, because the inscription lines he wrote.

S sestro in najino najboljšo prijateljico smo imele lep, sproščen in zabaven predvečer.
My sister and our best friend, we had a nice, relaxed and fun evening before the big day.

Za prigrizke sva si med drugim zamislila (in naredila) sireke,
jed, značilno za severovzhodne dele naše dežele, ki je enostavna,
narejena iz skute, kumine, soli ter mlete paprike in nato posušena na soncu.
Dobra izbira, ampak raje ne povem, kako so jih svatje poimenovali! :/
For finger-food we made sireki, a traditional snack dish from the north-east part of Slovenia,
made only by mixing cottage cheese with cumine, salt and ground red paprika,
shaped into cones and sun-dried.
Good choice, but I better not tell how the guests named them! :/

Tudi Zoja je imela svojo pentljico! :)
Also Zoja had her own ribbon! :)

Moja ideja, očijeva izdelava, Mirovo pirografiranje – spominske broške za svate,
seveda, v obliki triperesne deteljice, ki so bile kasneje pritrjene še na bel čipkast trak.
My idea, my dad’s handmade products and Miro’s pyrography – memorial brooches for our guests,
of course, in the shape of a three-leaf clover, which were then attached to a white lace ribbon.

Darilo Mirovih staršev – za mojo dušico!
A gift from Miro's parents – Slovenian impressionists – my taste completely!

Kdo drug bi naredil torto kot mami!
Odlična, presna, čokoladna, datljeva, mandljeva in kaj-jaz-vem-kakšna-še-vse,
obarvana z zelenim čajem in rdečo peso in v obliki – kakopa! – deteljice. :)
Who else would make the cake but my mum!
Delicious, raw, chocolate, dates, almonds and what-do-I-know-what-else,
coloured by green tea and beetroot and in the shape of – whatelse! – clover! :)

S podstavkoma za prstana iz lesa, ki si ju je, spet v obliki deteljice, zamislil in naredil sam,

naju je presenetil moj oči. Prt in prtiček sta iz mamine podedovane skrinje.
My dad surprised us with the base-arrangement for our rings that he designed and made from wood,

of course, in the shape of a clover. The tablecloth and the napkin are from my mum’s inherited chest.

Nekaj dni kasneje je nagelj še vedno žarel.
Few days after and the carnation was still glowing.

Za zaključek sva svate zapeljala v gostilno na ekološkem posestvu Trnulja na Barju,
ki je res pravo odkritje. Priporočam, zelo priporočam.
Hvala še enkrat za vso prijaznost, gostoljubnost in simpatičnost, ga. Urša in g. Miha!
[mimogrede, zadnjo nedeljo v tem mesecu imajo dan odprtih vrat]
For the end we led our guests to gostilna at organic country estate Trnulja in Barje
that was a real discovery. Recommend, I recommend it very much, if you ever visit our country.
Thank you once again, Mrs Urša and Mr Miha, for your hospitality, kindness and congeniality!

[nekaj posnetkov vmes je očijevih, kako če biti drugače, heh!

some of these pictures are taken by my dad, obviously! :)]