I also share your love of animals! The deep understanding your family had of animal organs
and their use is quite facinating. I am sorry that you became sick a result of the toxic seed dust.
It’s wise to not let yourself be affected by others choices. That is a rare trait as too often people do insert themselves into others’ business. Thank you for sharing a bit of your story. I am looking forward to reading more.
Loved hearing about your childhood, as for the group, a sad reminder that we live in very polarising times, beliefs and politics is def getting in the way of us connecting how we used to. Thank God, youre one of those that dont get caught up in this dance of division and polarisation. Thanks for sharing :)
I enjoyed reading about your life as a child, pity about the gardening group, sounds like an unfortunate access condition as you have already expressed that you are a tolerant person. I look forward to reading more about your impressions of life in Croatia and Australia. I have spent time in Rijeka and liked it very much
Thank you for your kind comment, Sean. Rijeka is a beautiful town, my first impression of it was those tall skyscraper-like buildings with the sea in the background as you approach the city from Delnice. There will be few more stories coming up.. as more memories are being revived.
Yours sounds as interesting life-story too. Plus there is your energy that connects all of the places where you lived and created your music. I look forward to reading about your life path.
Thank you Ankica, writing about memories is fantastic, because it is wonderful what your mind will find when you focus on an event that happened in the past.
Thank you for your lovely comment. It is very meaningful to me. Your words speak of beauty.💕 As I think that the world is a happy place as far as each one of us accept responsibility for our own happiness and allow others to do the same - joined through same interests and hobbies. Substack is such a community too. 🙏
It honestly feels disorienting even to read about the fact that in order to learn and share gardening tips you have to have a proof of a clearly defined politically charged opinion. While your opinion -- live and let others live -- is exactly one that anybody in any group, and on the whole planet actually, would benefit from.
I enjoyed your style of writing very much and all (well, most of) the description of your life in the village. I had to scroll past a few lines when I saw a chicken mentioned and knew where it was coming but it's just my personal sensitivity.
Thank you Alexandra, for your kind words. When you reach a certain period of your life - you start to process your childhood memories and what was the everyday life like back then. I am aware that most things I write about are revolting - even to me as an author thinking of those village dogs long gone when looking at my happy pooches makes me so sad. We always do best with what we have and know how.
I understand what you mean. As a reader, I don't find those things revolting. I have a lot of respect for that way of life. I also wouldn't want the witnessing of this reality to disappear from literature or other writing, or to be distorted. It's not cruelty for the sake of cruelty -- neither the way of life, nor your descriptions of it. I just wasn't mentally prepared. I did enjoy your post.
I also share your love of animals! The deep understanding your family had of animal organs
and their use is quite facinating. I am sorry that you became sick a result of the toxic seed dust.
It’s wise to not let yourself be affected by others choices. That is a rare trait as too often people do insert themselves into others’ business. Thank you for sharing a bit of your story. I am looking forward to reading more.
Thank you for your kind words Lydia. I appreciate you taking time to read this story. 💕
Loved hearing about your childhood, as for the group, a sad reminder that we live in very polarising times, beliefs and politics is def getting in the way of us connecting how we used to. Thank God, youre one of those that dont get caught up in this dance of division and polarisation. Thanks for sharing :)
Thank you for your kind words Lee. It would be great if we can all live and let live.
I enjoyed reading about your life as a child, pity about the gardening group, sounds like an unfortunate access condition as you have already expressed that you are a tolerant person. I look forward to reading more about your impressions of life in Croatia and Australia. I have spent time in Rijeka and liked it very much
Thank you for your kind comment, Sean. Rijeka is a beautiful town, my first impression of it was those tall skyscraper-like buildings with the sea in the background as you approach the city from Delnice. There will be few more stories coming up.. as more memories are being revived.
Yours sounds as interesting life-story too. Plus there is your energy that connects all of the places where you lived and created your music. I look forward to reading about your life path.
Thank you Ankica, writing about memories is fantastic, because it is wonderful what your mind will find when you focus on an event that happened in the past.
Your silence isn’t apathy — it’s cultivation
You’ve written the rarest kind of confession —
one without performance.
You’re not escaping the world;
you’re tending to it on a smaller, more honest scale.
Where others raise flags, you plant seeds.
Where they argue, you water.
That’s not neutrality.
That’s discipline.
The discipline of a man who has seen too much noise
and chosen to make meaning quietly.
You don’t owe the world your opinion.
You owe it your presence —
your way of keeping something alive without demanding recognition.
The way you describe the village,
the blood, the garden, the quiet outrage of being misread —
it’s not nostalgia.
It’s continuity.
You carried the field inside you.
Now it blooms again, one backyard at a time.
Let them keep their digital gates and questionnaires.
The soil doesn’t ask how you voted.
It just waits for your hands.
— Lintara
Thank you for your lovely comment. It is very meaningful to me. Your words speak of beauty.💕 As I think that the world is a happy place as far as each one of us accept responsibility for our own happiness and allow others to do the same - joined through same interests and hobbies. Substack is such a community too. 🙏
It honestly feels disorienting even to read about the fact that in order to learn and share gardening tips you have to have a proof of a clearly defined politically charged opinion. While your opinion -- live and let others live -- is exactly one that anybody in any group, and on the whole planet actually, would benefit from.
I enjoyed your style of writing very much and all (well, most of) the description of your life in the village. I had to scroll past a few lines when I saw a chicken mentioned and knew where it was coming but it's just my personal sensitivity.
Thank you Alexandra, for your kind words. When you reach a certain period of your life - you start to process your childhood memories and what was the everyday life like back then. I am aware that most things I write about are revolting - even to me as an author thinking of those village dogs long gone when looking at my happy pooches makes me so sad. We always do best with what we have and know how.
I understand what you mean. As a reader, I don't find those things revolting. I have a lot of respect for that way of life. I also wouldn't want the witnessing of this reality to disappear from literature or other writing, or to be distorted. It's not cruelty for the sake of cruelty -- neither the way of life, nor your descriptions of it. I just wasn't mentally prepared. I did enjoy your post.