Mt. Triglav (2864 m), the highest peak in Slovenia, lies in the Julian Alps region of South-Eastern Alps. Its name -- "three-headed" -- describes its shape as seen from the Bohinj[?] valley. This shape can also be seen in the flag of Slovenia.
Triglav is also a name of the god of agriculture in the Slavic mythology[?].
See also: Triglav national park, Slovenian mountains[?].
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