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Večer po kúpaní občas sedávame na schodoch, hráme tieňohry a chytáme zlaté svetlo. N. ho chytí a zapletie si ho do vlasov.

A potom sú dni aj na vidieku v horách, kde dieťa behá v gumákoch, naháňa psa oveľa väčšieho ako ona sama, sleduje zajace a čierneho barana a kŕmi sa malinami. 

We are sitting on the stairs sometimes after the evening bath, playing some shadow games, trying to catch the golden sunset light. N. caught it and put it in her hair.

And then, there are days in the countryside somewhere in the mountains, where she is running around in her rain boots, catching the dog much bigger than herself, watching the rabbits and the black sheep and feeding herself with raspberries.

KRÁTKE ROZPRÁVKY Z LETNEJ ZÁHRADY

SHORT SUMMER GARDEN STORIES

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Ranné fascinácie svetlom. Popoludňajšie kreslenie dažďa a rátanie hromov. Jeden-tri-päť! Párne číslovky nepotrebuje.   

Morning light fascination. Drawing the rain in the afternoon and counting the thunders. One-three-five! She doesn't need the even numbers.

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Polovica projektu! A malé záhradné oslavy medzi ríbezľovými kríkmi a levanduľou.  

A half of the project behind me! And little garden celebrations in between the currants and lavender.

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Zbierali sme jahody. Lesné. Sladké. Dieťa bolo prešťastné ;)  

We were picking up some strawberries. The wild ones. The sweetest ones. Berry happy child! ;)

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Koniec srandy, nasťahovala sa mi do šatníka!  

Game over, she moved into my closet!

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Zážitkom tohto týždňa bolo ísť skoro ráno na trh, kúpiť tam maliny, hrášok, mladú cibuľku a uhorky a cestou domov sa zastaviť pod obrovskou morušou, trhať biele plody, ktoré už boli také zrelé. že keď zafúkal vietor, padali nám na hlavy a dieťaťu to pripadalo nesmierne veselé.  

The experience of this week: the early morning walk to the local market, where we bought some raspberries, green peas, young onion and cucumbers. On our way back home we stopped under the huge mulberry tree, I picked some white fruits that were already so mellow, they were falling down on our heads when the wind blowed. And it appeared to be extremely funny to my baby.