Eerie, cautionary, out of time. When water comes a-knocking.
Three weeks ago, when on a visit to my birthtown Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia, the annual floods hit the part of the city that is built on the marshes, hence it is still called Barje, the Marshes. On the Saturday for which the sun was promised we went out to catch it. Instead we saw this.
It was just a brief stop. I was extremely uncomfortable standing there and taking these pictures, no matter how beautiful it was. If I was an inhabitant of one of the houses, waiting for the water to force me outside, I wouldn’t wave at the photo tourists either.
Therefore I was a bit happier when we reached Lake Podpeč, Ljubljana’s swimming hole, where I used to swim with my first dog. What is new is that now it can be reached with a regular city bus. My guess is that now it’s even more crowded.
A story from back then: When we swam to the other side, the ground was too steep to get out. I buried my feet in the thick muck at the bottom and rested a bit before returning. It was too deep for the dog though and his legs too short to reach the bottom and rest. So I held him around the belly to allow him some repose. Guess what? He didn’t buy that and continued to paddle with his paws doggy-style even while I was holding him. So cute!
The lake swelled considerably but no house seemed to be endangered. You can see where normally there are the little stairs to climb out to the pier.
We had coffee at the inn and some photo fun. All the photos from the main gallery above were taken in front of that inn. Amazing what the weather and the surface can do: turn images into paintings, no filter required.
And then a local led the way with his car and we followed him until he pointed where we much turn to reach St. Ana above the marshes, our next destination that day. In a future post you will see what all we didn’t see since the sun was still a no-show. And yet I didn’t miss it one bit.
Photo: Manja Maksimovič
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Growth
Beautiful – but horrible for the inhabitants here.
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Thank you, Leya. I have a feeling they are used to it by now. Some years ago even more of the terrain was under water.
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Lots of water where I live. And yes, it transforms the scenery, and our way of life. Beautiful photos!
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Thank you, Maggie. It sure changes the way you think when you see it up close. I hope new year has found you well.
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Quite well, thank you.
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The zeroes are back! 🙂
I didn’t realize these pictures’ source was a flood – very sad to see, especially now that I know the devastating power of water here in Houston. The tree refections are so soft and pretty, though.
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Oops – reflections!
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Hihi, yes, Lex, I was reminded of the zeros now as well. The top gallery is of the lake that has grown a bit but the situation there is not so devastating as the water on the road in other parts makes it seem. All is flat here, the water doesn’t come rushing in with a river from above somewhere. It just appears and stays. Even scarier, in a way.
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Beautiful images.I hope the water receded before flooding the homes. Scary for the residents.
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Thank you, Donna. I’m almost certain that it happens every year, to one degree or another.
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Love the trees’ reflections in the water, especially the 5th photo!
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Thank you, Fabrizio. I intended to post only 10, gathered 30 and then settled on 20. The story of all my blogs, it seems. :p
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Those are good problems to have! 🙂
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That is cute about the dog! Not so cute about the muck. Lake life involved a lot of that muck in my childhood. Particularly spring when the water had been still and littered with autumn’s leaves. Beautiful photos, as always. I’m a fan of the cool bleak skies and barren trees. I see beauty in every season and you’ve captured it well.
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Thank you, Joey. That muck has a certain smell and I’m not a fan. Beauty sees what beauty does. 🙂
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