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The year of our lord 2024 didn't have many high points for me. I didn't have much time to do things I love, and I had plenty of chores that made my everyday life feel mostly dull and sometimes annoying.

It happened last summer, on one of the first days in August. The night was too hot for sleeping, and I was too tired to do anything else but sleep. That's why I found myself in some place between dream

I mean, it wasn't a single walk on a specific day, across a single specific meadow, as the title suggests. This is a compilation of black-and-white photographs I took on several occasions last year.

It happened last year, in 2024. Well, for the most part in 2024. In September 2023, one of my cats, the one called Sivka (You can see her in my recent post about Piko the Hedgehog), brought a rat into

It was a nice, warm afternoon in mid-July this year. I stopped my car by the side of an unpaved road in the area near the village of Valtura, about six or seven kilometers from where I live.

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The weather was pretty crazy at the end of September this year. We had a couple of floods, and on one of those heavy rainy occasions, a small, very young hedgehog ended up trapped in the pool formed inside

Near the archaeological park of Nesactium, a place I have written about on quite a few occasions in my posts here on Hive, there is an area covered with a patchwork of shrubs, small trees, and various

It happened in February of 2024.

After a period of abundant blooming in spring, the elderberry tree in my yard produces tons of juicy, dark berries in July. A few weeks ago, a flock of starlings came to feed on them.

There isn't much left to write in this post. The title says it all. Or almost.

I spent some time around the roundabout that day. It happened last year, the bearish 2024. In winter. In the mildly cold and deeply boring January of southern Istria.

I spend some time around the fig trees in my yard from time to time. Not every day - only when I feel the need to search for insects and other small things to observe and photograph through the macro lens.

Nesactium is an important archaeological site, a place where a Roman town once stood, and a pre-Roman one before that. But this isn't a post about that aspect of Nesactium. (Enlargeable)

The pomegranate tree in my yard looked great in June.

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The year was 2024. I was there last time only a year ago, in winter. (Enlargeable)

In the last two weeks of June this year, I took a few visits to the shrubby area between Medulin, my hometown, and the nearby village of Pomer, situated only a couple of kilometers further west along the

In the last fifteen years or so, the mid to end of February is the time for me to repair a few things on my car to make it ready to pass the annual roadworthiness test. On the 14th of February 2923, I