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Kruhki, ki jih je že kar nekaj časa nazaj redno, vsak večer, začela peči mami, zdaj pa jih izmenjujoče ona ali Miro, iz raznovrstnih polnozrnatih mok, skute in raznih semen; vam rečem – večeri so tako dišeči, zajtrki še boljši kot prej in zdaj ni več poti nazaj.

Little breads that my mum started baking quite some time ago, regularly, each evening, and now she and Miro are alternately doing it, from various whole grain flours, cottage cheese and different seeds; I’m telling you – evenings are so aromatic, breakfasts even better than they were before and there is no way back now.

Modra, rumena, rdeča Blue, yellow, red

En zimski dan ... A winter day ...

... ki se spogleduje s pomladjo.

... which is flirting with Spring.

Prešernov smenj Prešeren's fair

Komaj znosna gneča. Barely sufferable crowd.

V Prešernovi hiši. Prešeren's house.

Najbolj luštne ptičje hiške, kar sem jih kdaj videla.

The cutest bird-houses I have ever seen.

Na vsakem vogalu kak gospod lajnar.

I do not know how this old street instrument is called in English,

but there was one on each corner of the town.

Prekrasna cerkev sv. Kancijana. The amazing church of St. Kancijan.

Zdravljica v različnih jezikih.

Our national anthem (written by Prešeren) in different languages.

Že kar nekaj časa sem imela namen obiskati tale kranjski Prešernov smenj, ampak, hudiča, niti v najbolj divjih sanjah si nisem mislila, da je to tako obsežna zadeva, res (Miro, pa to je huj k u Lublan za nou let!), kljub sončku in nasploh popolnemu zimskemu dnevu, ki je verjetno tja zbezal kar nekaj več ljudi kot bi jih sicer. Stojnicam ni bilo videti konca in ljudi se je trlo, po ulicah in v kulturnih ustanovah.

Saj bi rekla, da je nadležno, pa me ob takih prilikah vedno prešine nek topel občutek, da tolikšno število ljudi zanimajo tovrstne prireditve, ne samo potikanje po trgovskih centrih.

Skratka, privoščila sva si presna zavitka, skutnega in višnjevega, res božanska, malo kasneje, ko se je bilo mrazu vse težje upirati, še ajdov in jabolčni čaj, za domov pa nekaj mlečnih izdelkov, maslo, kislo mleko in jogurt.

So, these photos are from Prešeren’s fair in Kranj this past Sunday. It was a perfect sunny and pretty cold winter day.

The fair is one of the events honouring the day of death of our greatest poet and it is a national work-free holiday, with many cultural institutions having a free entry on that day.

The town of Kranj is a place where the poet had lived and worked for a few years, so we visited this historic house and stroll down the main square with numberless tempting stands offering lots of homemade goodies and traditional work. It was unbelievable crowdy, but beautiful.

We had cottage cheese and sour cherry raw strudels, both beyond divine, and for worming up a bit later buckwheat and apple teas.

Barve zime Colours of winter

Krasen konec tedna, začenši z zajtrkom v Stanu.

A gorgeous weekend, starting with a breakfast at Stan.

Medtem ko sneži ... While snowing ...

Pogled skozi okno mojega delovnega kotička je tako pomirjujoč te dni.
Mami sva podtaknila zahtevno šiviljsko nalogo. :)

There is something so relaxing in my working place's window these days.
We have thoughtfully assigned my mum for a huge sewing project. :)

Kot medo Like a bear

Tako zelo uživam, kadar se zaradi vse zimske oprave počutim okorna kot medo,

ki lomasti po komaj uhojenih poteh.

Enjoying so much dressed in layers of all these winter clothes, feeling like a clumsy bear,

walking across snow-paths barely made.

Zimski sprehod A winter walk

Kaj je lepšega kot zgodnji jutranji sprehod na s soncem obsijan zimski dan!

Is there anything more beautiful than early morning walk on a sunny winter day!

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.

Teden v petih slikah A week in five pictures

Tole neustrašno bitjece me pogosto pride obiskat.

This fearless little thing often comes to visit me.

Kovinsko nebo pretekli konec tedna.

Steel sky the previous weekend.

Črna rižota - mmm, zadnje čase velikokrat na jedilniku, najpogosteje zabeljena le

z maslom in česnom; tokrat tudi z nasekljanimi posušenimi paradižniki v olivnem olju.

Black risotto - mmm, many times on the menu lately, mostly seasoned just with

butter and garlic; this time also with chopped dried tomatoes in olive oil.

Taksi-mami :), z enega od družinskih srečanj.

Taxi-mum :), from one of the family meetings.

Še ena z otvoritve semestrske razstave Visoke šole za umetnost Univerze v Novi Gorici.

One more from the exhibition opening of the student's art-pieces at School of Arts.