Everything that is going on since we have been living in a tent in Celje is difficult to put in words. It’s so much easier to capture these moments with camera.
Because I don’t know how to describe in a non-cheesy way how fun it is to pick wild garlic in the middle of the day, to talk with casually passing dude about which tree is his favorite. How me and Klemen made jota (traditional Slovenian stew) at 9 pm in the evening for 20 people. How so many sweet people visited us this weekend. From my cousin, that was picking up every piece of old pottery in the attic to friends with six packs of beer.
How can you say in a non-cheesy way that your heart is full? Or maybe this question isn’t even relevant 🙂