A Slovenia Memoir
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Random fragments of life in this strange lovely country, based on a memoir that will never be published.
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Account by actual human who is not selling anything. Bot by Blue Bots Done Quick.
Avatar: 🎨 Alphonse Mucha
Header: 🎨 Andrew Gifford
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Dear readers, I have managed to get my original Tracery bot from the bird site working on here. It can't reply yet, but it can post. I'm so glad to have it back. Enjoy.
Daisies draw us closer.
December 24, 2025 at 3:55 AM
Daisies draw us closer.
The children shriek happily.
December 24, 2025 at 2:55 AM
The children shriek happily.
We are afraid to come in from the sunshine.
December 24, 2025 at 1:54 AM
We are afraid to come in from the sunshine.
A star-drenched night.
December 24, 2025 at 12:50 AM
A star-drenched night.
Fresh-faced students board the red local train to Krško.
December 23, 2025 at 11:50 PM
Fresh-faced students board the red local train to Krško.
'Don't you miss your own country?' people always ask. We don't miss the agonized desertification of the land, the blazing summers, the choking smoke. Not here, with mountains, dreaming streams, and rain on our faces.
December 23, 2025 at 10:49 PM
'Don't you miss your own country?' people always ask. We don't miss the agonized desertification of the land, the blazing summers, the choking smoke. Not here, with mountains, dreaming streams, and rain on our faces.
We arrive in the dawn. Everyone greets us with 'Dobro jutro'.
December 23, 2025 at 9:46 PM
We arrive in the dawn. Everyone greets us with 'Dobro jutro'.
Slight, energetic Irena cooks spicy fried trout, while serious Alenka pours us some viljamovka.
December 23, 2025 at 8:41 PM
Slight, energetic Irena cooks spicy fried trout, while serious Alenka pours us some viljamovka.
In the old farmhouse, we sip viljamovka.
December 23, 2025 at 7:37 PM
In the old farmhouse, we sip viljamovka.
Forget-me-nots, beginning to bud, gladden our sight.
December 23, 2025 at 6:35 PM
Forget-me-nots, beginning to bud, gladden our sight.
Klemen bakes hot gibanica.
December 23, 2025 at 5:33 PM
Klemen bakes hot gibanica.
We arrive in the sunset. Everyone greets us with 'Dober večer'.
December 23, 2025 at 4:30 PM
We arrive in the sunset. Everyone greets us with 'Dober večer'.
Slight, sulky Ivana and plain Renata invite us to visit the monastery.
December 23, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Slight, sulky Ivana and plain Renata invite us to visit the monastery.
Thin Danilo does farm chores.
December 23, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Thin Danilo does farm chores.
The primroses are exuberantly green.
December 23, 2025 at 1:27 PM
The primroses are exuberantly green.
The crocuses are exuberantly green.
December 23, 2025 at 12:26 PM
The crocuses are exuberantly green.
The farm could be the land before time, in lonesome red-gold dawns.
December 23, 2025 at 11:27 AM
The farm could be the land before time, in lonesome red-gold dawns.
Twilight. Snow continues to fall.
December 23, 2025 at 10:25 AM
Twilight. Snow continues to fall.
The roses are exuberantly green.
December 23, 2025 at 9:20 AM
The roses are exuberantly green.
Many students board the red local train to Hrastnik.
December 23, 2025 at 8:16 AM
Many students board the red local train to Hrastnik.
Cheerful students board the red local train to Trbovlje.
December 23, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Cheerful students board the red local train to Trbovlje.
Short Alojz repairs his tractor.
December 23, 2025 at 6:11 AM
Short Alojz repairs his tractor.
We gather under the linden tree at day.
December 23, 2025 at 5:11 AM
We gather under the linden tree at day.
We are eager to come in from the rain.
December 23, 2025 at 4:05 AM
We are eager to come in from the rain.
Branko is heating fresh potica.
December 23, 2025 at 3:05 AM
Branko is heating fresh potica.