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.
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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.
We roam through the farm. The boom of distant thunder.
January 4, 2026 at 8:43 PM
We roam through the farm. The boom of distant thunder.
Elfin, skilled Alen offers us a gift of bittersweet plums.
January 4, 2026 at 7:42 PM
Elfin, skilled Alen offers us a gift of bittersweet plums.
A cloudy dawn. We move into an avenue of hazelnuts.
January 4, 2026 at 6:40 PM
A cloudy dawn. We move into an avenue of hazelnuts.
A long, tense dawn. As we leave, everyone comes out to wish us 'Nasvidenje'.
January 4, 2026 at 5:37 PM
A long, tense dawn. As we leave, everyone comes out to wish us 'Nasvidenje'.
We move through the ruined castle. Crickets chirp.
January 4, 2026 at 4:35 PM
We move through the ruined castle. Crickets chirp.
We move into shadows.
January 4, 2026 at 3:32 PM
We move into shadows.
We buy bottles of brandy from a small village shop.
January 4, 2026 at 2:33 PM
We buy bottles of brandy from a small village shop.
We stray through twilight.
January 4, 2026 at 1:31 PM
We stray through twilight.
A long, fortuitous twilight. As we leave, everyone comes out to wish us 'Nasvidenje'.
January 4, 2026 at 12:32 PM
A long, fortuitous twilight. As we leave, everyone comes out to wish us 'Nasvidenje'.
The primroses are exuberantly green.
January 4, 2026 at 11:32 AM
The primroses are exuberantly green.
We gravitate under the green elm trees.
January 4, 2026 at 10:30 AM
We gravitate under the green elm trees.
A clear day. We play piano.
January 4, 2026 at 9:28 AM
A clear day. We play piano.
We roam into twilight.
January 4, 2026 at 8:24 AM
We roam into twilight.
Thin Franc does his writing.
January 4, 2026 at 7:23 AM
Thin Franc does his writing.
Primroses delight us.
January 4, 2026 at 6:22 AM
Primroses delight us.
A misty dawn.
January 4, 2026 at 5:22 AM
A misty dawn.
'Don't you miss home?' people always ask. We don't miss the withering thirst of the land, the scorching summers, the avenging fires burning up the forests. Not here, with forests, dreaming gardens, and mist all around us.
January 4, 2026 at 4:21 AM
'Don't you miss home?' people always ask. We don't miss the withering thirst of the land, the scorching summers, the avenging fires burning up the forests. Not here, with forests, dreaming gardens, and mist all around us.
A star-drenched night. We chat.
January 4, 2026 at 3:18 AM
A star-drenched night. We chat.
Daisies, exuberantly green, gladden our sight.
January 4, 2026 at 2:15 AM
Daisies, exuberantly green, gladden our sight.
The children play.
January 4, 2026 at 1:11 AM
The children play.
Short, brave Feliks and solemn Aljaž sing.
January 4, 2026 at 12:12 AM
Short, brave Feliks and solemn Aljaž sing.
Short Feliks does his letter writing.
January 3, 2026 at 11:10 PM
Short Feliks does his letter writing.
The ribnik might be Eden, on lonesome firefly nights.
January 3, 2026 at 10:05 PM
The ribnik might be Eden, on lonesome firefly nights.
Tall Gregor does his piano practice.
January 3, 2026 at 9:03 PM
Tall Gregor does his piano practice.
We meander through the monastery. The boom of distant thunder.
January 3, 2026 at 8:02 PM
We meander through the monastery. The boom of distant thunder.