Happy Easter

It’s a beautiful morning out there. Everything is quiet. No cars, no voices. Just the sunshine, making leaves of the oak trees glistening in gold, birds chirping, and fresh morning air that feels like it’s filling me up with reviving energy.

As I opened all of my windows, a spring-style decoration, hanging from the ceiling fan, started moving in a gentle draft, displaying swirly shapes and colors on the ceiling of my room.

I’ve always admired a cheerful harmony of colors and shapes and Easter time is one of those holidays that offers an abundance of colors.
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Makova potica / Poppy seed cake
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My parents weren’t very religious or traditional but I received my fair share of traditional holidays with my grandparents. On Easter, we would all get together at my grandparets’ house. There were tons of food on the table, even the kinds that I’ve never learned the English names for, like “krača” (I like it better than ham), and of course, all kinds of fancy home made breads and potica and eggs and who knows what else.

But the one thing that always provided a kick to every Easter family meal, was a fresh horseradish. Wickedly strong, it always made someone cry or choke, and then there were endless instructions on how you have to eat the horseradish, and how to breathe after you put it in your mouth.

I think my uncle, my dad’s younger brother Bojan, was the biggest expert in that area and he enjoyed laughing at others, trying to be brave around horseradish. He would take a heaping fork of white spiciness – and enjoyed it without even blinking.

Easter time was also a time of daffodils. This is when my grandmother Jožefa’s back yard looked the most magical. Yellow and white daffodils were reigning the place and turned it into a breathtaking sight of beautifully scented spring.
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Auf freuet euch, ihr Christen alle
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And while these days people go all the way out, turning Easter eggs into individual and unique pieces of art, from my childhood I only remember simple colored eggs, mostly red, blue and green. Those with sticker picture were special. And those with imprinted flower or leaf were rare.
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Pirhi
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If you’re in a mood, go ahead and listen to some traditional music on a day of traditions. First, Ansambel Saša Avsenika (Sašo Avsenik Ensemble) with Veter nosi pesem mojo (The Wind is Carryring My Song)…The clarinet in this one gives me chills…
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And another one, more modern style, with pop singer Domen Kumer and all-girls band Vesele Štajerke: Daj pir na hladno (Cool the beer down).
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Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.

~S.D. Gordon

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May you all have the happiest Easter ever,

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Daria

Most of all Daria enjoys creating, designing, taking photos of, writing about and sharing all the beautiful, cheerful things and moments. She finds them everywhere she goes. And tons of fun people, too!

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Nada - April 8, 2012

Dobro jutro Darja!
Vesele velikonocne praznike tebi in druzini! You as Lojze and I have beautiful childhood memories ov how it was! Nobody can take that away no matter where we live! Enjoy your day! Thank you for sharing, Nada

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Daria - April 8, 2012

Dobro jutro tudi tebi, Nada,
You’re right! Some things from our childhood stay with us for ever and they are always special and something we treasure, memories that make us smile…
Thanks to Lojze, me and my son had a chance to taste your potica yesterday and I have to tell you, it was delicious!! 🙂
Stay loving and cheerful and keep in touch,
Daria

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Grace Doerk - April 9, 2012

Hi Daria–I enjoyed the music very much and the traditions of Easter.. I am assuming that your father is not living, and I don’t know about your husband. Otto and I were married on Sept. 24 1955 and we will be married 57 years in September and plan on taking a cruise to Hawaii. I did want to get to Slovenija also this year, but I don’t know for sure. Keep up the good work,. Love Grace

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