Another year went by and the moments of relaxation are more valuable. Its duration is always in a fight with our wishes for the new. In a fight of wanting and possibilities, this last possibility, is always at los. We gave presents and we were happy when we received them. Sometimes we kissed someone in a shame, and because of that we were never kissed enough. How to move on now? What to bring in a Year that is in front of us and what to expect from it?

January needs hope. The weather in January most affects string in our hearts. Times of moving and quietness in our hearts, these times are the loudest time. We are dressed up in a strong witness of the time that we do not realize our clear steps. Like we are from the glass, and we walk careful and slow on the streets.

February is in an old and usual way, cold and untouchable. Gray and it acts very serious. Unavoidable for humans or cats. We shiver with cold when we think that February is coming. With a pleasure we would fly over its small days, but we can’t. Sometimes February does us the favor. It slows our wishes, but at the same time it brings us far away from the past year that we were not happy with. It reminds us that we have to go on and we do not have to go right at the beginning. When February starts, it brings the days where we can be sure that the laziness will disappear.

Now at least the long expecting March. In March the tree doesn’t sleep, neither is awake. A March from it self is very unclear month. Its color is yellow large and free, which rises up our curiosity. Everyday offers a new challenge. It wakes up in us the relaxation and feelings for understating.

April is here. Finally orange colors. Fertile glittery and very festive. It brings peace with our soul, because we are closer to the target and farther from the beginning. Big people have no right to the small hearts. That is how is your heart in April, my city! Sky blue and fascinating! In your calmness our steps are going through the March very still.

Blue color of May is very pleasant. It seems so far but we are still honest and true to it. We enjoy it quietness. It calms down and promise. It fills in us the need for the warm quietness. Only because of us, the May is not expecting us, is welcoming us with a wide open hands. In it the passion is still weak, but awake and ready for May, for the happy month of red colors. Now we are more near to the nature, honest to our selves and closer to the possibility. Disburden from many wishes which we left accidentally or on purpose in past months.

Half way is already behind us, but still the end of the year is not near, the year where we leave the boring tiredness. We let June lead us in and we give into its golden touches. Life in June is sweet. Unacceptable smiles on our streets.  With red cheeks offers us well being and happiness. River Drava and its waves are starting to be part of us. We are all yours, and ready to take August with a hands wide open.

August! When August comes with a green color of immortality, it takes with it shadow of memories. With our hearts and souls, we belong to August. Our steps are most loud between the stars. At the same time we are walking with you and the skies. We discover in our selves that we have enough love for everyone. Even though the taste of August is the longest in our mind, but sweet September slowly and sure comes to our mind. Abundant with its juices, strengthens our passion. Thirsty we are swallowing its sunny height.  

We didn’t satisfy our thirst yet, and slowly the silver is coming. It brings us in the eternal secret circle of death and life. Short dream is interrupted by reality and our expectations are faded with pink color of October. The year is behaving like it is not at the end, but still not over. November and December are smartly still in it, and do not think of showing up. With dignity slows cold wind. Prepares the table of our rich effort , because when we are there, in the moment will take away our look from far spreading unknown year, which is already dressed up and waiting in the firmness witness of the time.