People have always been fascinated by caves, grottoes, abysses. It is the front door to the underworld, which signifies not only the physical that is in the womb of the earth, but everything that is hidden, secret, and therefore a little evil. For example, potatoes have not been accepted in Europe for a long time, because the clergy thought it was a devilish tuber, always growing in the soil and devilishly inclined. In some languages, potatoes are still considered inseparably

Ljudi su oduvijek bili fascinirani jamama, grotama, pećinama, ponorima. To su ulazna vrata u svijet podzemlja, koje ne označava samo ono fizičko što se nalazi u utrobi zemlje, nego sve što je skriveno, tajno, a samim time pomalo i zločesto. Primjerice, krumpir dugo vremena nije bio prihvaćen u Europi, jer je svećenstvo smatralo da se radi o vražjoj gomoljki, koja raste uvijek u zemlji i koja je vragu sklona. U nekim jezicima krumpir se i dalje smatra neodvojivo vezana uz podz

When someone meets Mrs Mirjana Pleše, this person for sure will learn much. This extraordinary woman is among the fans of Lokve antiques, running a NGO that tries to preserve the traditional Lokve spiritual and material culture and to revive an interest for traditional Lokve artisan crafts. The members make research projects in Lokve traditional music and instruments, famous persons from Lokve, old Lokve pictures, traditional architecture, old crafts, Lokve dialect, Lokve cus

While travelling in Lokve, you might see everywhere signs of small frogs. They are on park benches, on houses, tourist office documents. And in the very centre of this place stands a Frog Museum. This fascination with frogs is not only from tales, but is rooted in the tradition of this highland place. In not so distant past, almost every inhabitant of Lokve knew how to catch frogs in the nearby creeks and lakes, where the fertile ground made bogs. There are different varietie

Once, a vodenjak (vodnik or topielec, a name applied to Slavic spirits of water) was roaming the village of Lokve, and with its looks he scared away the children and adults, thus making people fear of the Big Water. At the same time, on the rooftops of local sawmills, lived Malik, a small dward in green coat and the red hat. He was keeping the sawmills’ fortune intact, while Pancikul, a small man with horns and goat legs kept safe the most precious thing in Lokve attics – dri