Rock'n'roll

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The views from just above 2000m of altitude are special... clouds rolling around ragged rocks in no man's land. But this is much easier attainable than it looks: a road, albeit steep and narrow, leads right up to the heart of the Julian Alps.



For more SkyWatch photos, this is the place to go.

WW

The right path?

The sign says so...



Ruby Tuesday is hosted by the teach at Work of the Poet

UPDATE: seems the sign is mystery to most of you. A red circle around a white dot is used to mark a trail, usually in the mountains. But it seems this kind of trail blazing is used only in Slovenia (I didn't know that). This one is painted on a boulder partly covered in moss.

After party

In the city park are places where one can rest, have a snack, read a paper or a book or whatever one would wish to do in a shady spot. After human visitors have left, a different kind of party takes place.

Flowers for a poet

I passed this guy a few days ago and noticed somebody had put flowers in his lap. Perhaps they felt sorry for the man who had become stiff from waiting... but waiting for whom, or what?

The man had a name when he was alive and maybe somebody who liked his poetry honoured his memory in this fashion...

The man's name is Edvard Kocbek and he was a controversial figure in the recent history, a political dissident and poet par excellence. Something I found translated into English for a taster:-



REQUEST


I implore my memory to reach back, to seize all doubts
and despairs, all hopes and passions, all dreams and funerals,
all prophecies and disappointments, all the killed, crippled
and wounded, desecrated, all exalted on altars and wrapped in
flags, all intoxicated by happiness and sobered from sorrow, let me
remember all weepings and jubilations, all funny stories and loves,
all sins, all leaps into the unknown, all fires, floods, earthquakes
and God's commandments, let all the tender fragile ties that bind
body and soul, me and someone else, be revealed, let me perceive
all conceptions and gentle abandons, all the shameful
confessions and states of purity, let the remembrances of a
l these vibrate inside me and my surroundings, and let me be
included in the collective guilt and the collective absolution.
I, thus, request to be able. to keep neighbors in front of and behind
me, be the middleman of messages from the future even though
they at times are strange, incomprehensible, threatening or
calming, brief or tedious. It is probable that none of us fully
understands the whole game, but courage itself is absolute
and all-knowing.

Flight

Early Saturday afternoon in the peak of summer. Not too hot but rather humid air is stirred gently by a light breeze. The distant mountains are hardly discernible through a haze. I sit on a bench on a slope of a hill, alone, and look around. Nature is busy doing what it is want to do: bees humming gently around blossoms in search of nectar; butterflies fluttering around ditto; a green grasshopper hopping from one stalk of grass to another...

A noise interrupts my observation... ah, there, a helicopter working its way toward the mountains, its huge rotor blades cutting through the air. Just a routine flight or something more serious? A rescuing mission? I don't suppose I'll ever know for sure.

Slowly the helicopter disappears and the noise fades away. Peace returns to the hills, for a while at least.

Hmmm...

A recently acquired blog buddy thinks the drivel written here qualifies as a



so thank you Jules.

According to the rules I'm supposed to pass this award on to 10 or so other bloggers. But I'm a rule breaker and I consider every blog I visit more than once a 'must see', so I'm not giving this to anyone specific. You all deserve it and anyone who so wishes can claim it.

Sky Watch Friday

After a cold, grey and blustery day the clouds started to break just after the sunset for a beautiful display of colours. Hope you enjoy...

More sky photos can be seen at Sky Watch blog

Wordless Wednesday

It's Ruby Tuesday

What to say about this... well, it's a classic, probably a bit boring but I liked the way the sun caressed this blossom just before the sunset...

Farewell to Project Black

So, the door closes behind another project. And it was fun doing it...

Signpost

The hills above the capital offer many destinations for trekkers, cyclists or just casual visitors.
Not much black in this photo but more than enough, I hope, to qualify for Project Black.

PB 10

Just a clock - or is it? I found this one in a restaurant. Only, the restaurant concerned is situated in the heart of the Slovenian Alps. I just had to take this shot...

Black mailbox

I liked the vintage look of this mailbox attached to a house in the country. But so did the birds, it seems...

A roof - black, of course - against blue sky

Hmm... I posted this without thinking and now I realise it also qualifies for Sky Watch. Perhaps that means I should join another project? Hmmm...

Black cap

Not much to add to this, I don't think...

Black and red

OK, so this is a small cemetery by a church in the hills. Headstones made of black marble are quite common throughout the country and the red flowers and candles add a nice contrast.

I'm posting this one for both Anna's Project Black and Ruby Tuesday.

PB5

This slightly mysterious looking thing is in fact quite common and not at all small.

It's part of a lid of a waste paper container.

Wrought iron is black

a detail of a gate


a lamp


As I have been busy with the family stuff today, these were taken yesterday as were all the shots of the collage in the previous post.

Many insects wear black...

Meadow fashion

a black moth-like bug with red polka dots

Well, black is definitely not my favourite colour - black, as the matter of fact, is the absence of colour - but seems I'm joining another project anyway.

Black-bird against the sky

I'm undecided whether to join the new project or not as I'm busy with life at the moment but just in case here's a cutie who can sing beautiful serenades.

Evening light

Something red

Well, I found this prompt at Carletta's blog and thought I might give it a try. So I'm posting for the first time for Ruby Tuesday.



Somebody apparently wanted to celebrate the arival of July and painted it in red on a concrete wall. It is holiday time after all.

I love raspberries

There are few things nicer than eating fruit right from where it grows... and yesterday I had an opportunity to indulge in ripe sweet juicy raspberries. Yum!

Hmmmmm...

An explosion?
An alien creature living in the depths of the ocean?
Not exactly... the thing is much more common.
Just a seed head of a clematis.

What...?

Yellow

Oh well, there are so many things wrong in this photo that I can't even name them all. But, for some reason, it appeals to me and I think it makes a very nice impression.

Summer sunsets

can provide spectacular shows... this pic was taken on the last day of June and other than resizing, I haven't touched it.

Shallow...

...depth of field, that is. And not exactly accurate (my fault). But I love my new lens although I'm still learning to use it properly!

How bales are made

I was just trying to take some sunset shots when the camera's battery died... oh well, I keep forgetting they need to be recharged every now and again in order to be ready to shoot.

So, instead of showing you another boring sunset I have looked into my recent archives and thought this insight into the rural life, modern style might be interesting.