PROJECT 52

12/52

Dievčatko v lesoch, malá červená čiapočka (vlastne modrá, ehm...), čo počúva klopanie ďatľa, trhá žlté kvety, beží dolu kopcom a má radosť zo slnečných dní. A my s ňou.

Little girl in the woods, little red riding hood (well, actually the blue one...), who is listening to a knocking woodpecker, picking some yellow flowers, running down the hill and enjoying these sunny days. As well as we do with her.

PROJECT 52

11/52

Dni sa predlžujú, ostávame vonku niekedy takmer do západu slnka, na ulici rátame psy, na trávniku pred domom vrabce a so zatajeným dychom pozorujeme jednookého drozda. Z pravej strany sa k nemu dá prísť celkom blízko, lebo práve to oko mu chýba. Minulý rok tam mal ranu, asi suvenír od nejakej mačky, teraz už len malú jamku obrastenú lesklým čiernym perím. Keď nás konečne zbadá, ešte chvíľu zvedavo pozerá, nie je príliš plachý. Až potom, keď dieťa nadšene vykríkne, odletí kúsok a sadne na plot. 

  

Days are getting longer and longer, we stay outside almost till the sunset sometimes, counting all the dogs on the street and all the sparrows on the lawn in front of our house and watching the one-eyed blackbird without breathing. It's possible to come really close to him from the right side, cause just this eye is missing. Last year he had quite a bad crack instead of the eye (probably a souvenir from some cat), now there is just a little hole covered with bright black feathers. When he notices us finally, he stays watching us curiously for a while. He's not very sheepish at all. Just after the baby screams out with enthusiasm, he flies a bit and sits down on the fence. 

N. discovered the hidden kitsch behind the erica seedbed and it became the famous outdoor toy in a second.

PROJECT 52

10/52

Krátky upršaný víkend v dome na severe. V dome s magickým oknom a výhľadmi na Veľkú Fatru.

  

Short and rainy weekend in the house in the north of Slovakia. In the house with the magical window and the views on the mountains called Velka Fatra.

PROJECT 52

9/52

Malé lietajúce dievčatko, čo pobehuje pod vysokými borovicami, rado padá do mäkkého machu a schováva sa v suchej tráve z minulého roku.

  

Little flying girl who is bustling about under the high-grown pine trees, falling down into the cushiony moss and trying to hide in the dry last year grass.

daddy is just the BEST!

PROJECT 52

8/52

Slnečné rána, veľa svetla v našom dome, dlhé prechádzky a veselé tieňohry na stenách. Taký bol tento týždeň.

  

Sunny mornings, lots of light in our house, long rambles and the joyful shadow plays on the walls. This was the week No. 8.