LOVEly Guestpost by Igor from Happy Interior Blog

Hello everybody! This is Igor of Happy Interior Blog and today I am particularly happy as I am guest blogging on my friend Elodie’s beautiful blog. Elodie is hopefully enjoying her time out and is focusing on her new mother role, while I was pondering of a childhood memory of myself.

Recently I went to visit my family in Serbia. And there was my idea. As a child, I was traveling every summer to what then was Yugoslavia. To visit the country of my parents, to mingle with my family. But I won’t speak of the obvious. One other thing has left deep marks in my memory and shaped my personal view. It was the intense contact with the nature. With the green power surrounding me as a kid. I grew up in Austria and there is nature too, but in Yugoslavia I spent a more intensive time exploring the nature, walking through orchards, vineyards, picking fruits from trees on the go. I remember my grandmother preparing fresh salads with veggies from the garden, the hugest and most aromatic tomatoes, I remember exploring the surrounding hills with my cousins and picking blackberries, plums, apples, running through vineyards and snacking juicy grapes in between, munching on sweet figs while taking in the sweet scent of the fig tree. I remember dining on my grandparents’ porch under a natural roof of vines. I remember the scents and tastes of nature and summer.



Today, I am sharing a few pics of our garden in Serbia that I took in August. It’s fruits that I used to pick in the morning for breakfast. Just off the tree. As simple as that. Something that I am missing in a city like Munich.




My childhood memory is still part of my personality and I hope that all young parents will take their kids out into the nature. Make them appreciate that food comes from nature and grows. To make them feel the bond between us humans and our surrounding nature. And to make them understand how important it is to us. Hopefully they will become more conscious when it comes to our environment than the generations before and our generation, too. In this sense: Little Miss Love, embrace the beauties of the nature and be a happy, happy kid!

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8 thoughts on “LOVEly Guestpost by Igor from Happy Interior Blog

  1. Thank you everyone for your nice comments and thank you so much Igor for your beautiful post and childhood memories. I am so glad to see many people can relate to your story. A very universal blogpost! Thank you for that!

  2. What a wonderful vivid memory you have given us Igor and how lucky you are to experience the wonders of real food and the outdoors. While I didn’t grow up with food grown in the garden, I do so have fond memories of growing up with the Australian bush behind our house and I’d spend all day there with my sister and neighbours exploring it barefoot without a care in the world for the scary snakes! Thanks for reminding us of the importance of this freedom for our children, we too often forget living in the inner city. Mel

  3. This is a beautiful post, Igor and Elodie! I love to hear your enthusiasm for adventuring outdoors into the “wild” and picking fruit to enjoy. Isn’t cool how the berries just taste better when you pick them yourself? I am quite certain it is the love that makes them sweeter. Thank you for sharing your story with us, Igor. Elodie, I hope you and Ella are enjoying every moment 🙂 xx

  4. Igor, I enjoyed reading your summary of childhood memories! As I was reading along, I was reminded of my childhood in the Ukraine. The summers there are also very hot, and I remember being in the nature all the time! I was getting lost in your photos, but I actually waited for your last passage, because I can’t help but having the same conclusion on living in Germany now: nothing is better than a playdate in the dirt! Reading you further comment though, makes me even more wishful: I used to live in Seattle! It’s one of the greatest places on earth! Surrounded by the ocean and the mountains… oh, what a dream you live!

  5. what a nice guestpost!
    igor, es kommt mir sooooo bekannt vor … schön.
    wenn ich zurück denke an die zeit in serbien, in der ich ebenso
    frei sein konnte und meine uroma und oma die leckersten speisen
    zubereiteten (und oh ja, ich weiß welche tomatengeschmacksexplosion
    Du meinst) wird mir ganz warm um’s herz. danke für diesen wunder-
    vollen post, igor und elodie!

  6. Dear Igor, when you speek about your childhood like that it reminds me so much at mine. Only I grow up in Slovenia, where my mother is from and use to travel each summer to Montenegro, to wisit my father, grandparents and relatives. Together with my sister and brother. Usualy we stayed there for one month, spending some time with our father on the seaside but most of the time we were at countryside having fun with other kids, our cousins, beeing shepards and fooling around. So many sweet memories from that time and I stil smell the food our grandmother and aunt use to cook :). I allso think all that influenced my personality and made me such a nature lover as I’m now. Love your photos.

  7. Sweet and wise words from Mister Happy! I once met a young little girl from Paris and she never saw blackberries grow in the wild. I showed her how to pick them from the branches in our garden. She seriously asked me: can I eat them? That completely shocked me, she also didn’t know where milk came from. Come on urban parents, get your kids out of the city once in a while 😉 Lovely pictures from delicious fruit, Igor! Yumm!

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