{"id":2667,"date":"2025-09-21T14:21:09","date_gmt":"2025-09-21T11:21:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kalnuslenis.lt\/?p=2667"},"modified":"2025-09-21T14:59:08","modified_gmt":"2025-09-21T11:59:08","slug":"a-ringing-saturday-in-the-juniper-valley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kalnuslenis.lt\/?p=2667&lang=en","title":{"rendered":"A Ringing Saturday in the Juniper Valley"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

A Ringing Saturday in the Juniper Valley<\/h1>\n\n\n\n
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It all began with a legend, conceived by Laima Kal\u0117dait\u0117. Perhaps it sounds like this \u2013 or maybe a little different.

Long, long ago in this world lived a devil. He was the only one left among the giants and fairies\u2026 He had fallen in love with a fairy maiden who, in the quiet evenings, sang lullabies \u2013 but paid no attention at all to the little devil.

One giant gave him advice:
\u2013 If you gather and eat ninety-nine juniper berries, you will become a man of true stature and strength!

And off ran the little devil across fields, over hills, through woods. He gathered the berries in secret, so no one would see or hear him. He wandered far \u2013 beyond nine seas and nine forests\u2026 And when at last he had gathered the berries, he met a rooster who promised to fly him back to the beautiful fairy, his long-dreamed-of maiden.

And on a deep night, when the stars were twinkling, the devil with the rooster streaked across the sky like a comet. But the rooster would not have been a rooster if, at the first rays of the sun, he had not begun to crow! And the little devil, tired, had fallen asleep\u2026 He started awake, and the berries spilled out of the sack!

The poor devil wept. Where each tear fell, a little pool of water formed. Where each juniper berry landed, a twig began to grow.

And so, from that time, we have the Juniper Valley by the Kaunas Lagoon. And within it, a little devil still wanders, searching for his fairy maiden\u2026 That is why even today many couples in love walk here \u2013 picking the berries and offering them to one another.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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