ENJOY THE SILENCE

after a pretty intense week,

the soul soars at the weekend.

a spot of mint tea & intoxicating freedom,

enjoying the silence.

x

L'ALBUM BLANC

Musique, maestro, s'il vous plaît! 

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ISLAND WANDER

Me, my girl & a quiet island.

Close by,

another world.

The wind turned her cheeks to rosebuds,

on the other side of the island,

the sun glistened in gold. 

Although it was closed,

there was a faint sound of music

 from the summer restaurant

lingering in the crisp air,

as birds began their feast

on her outstretched hand. 

"We stood
steady as the stars in the woods
So happy-hearted
And the warmth rang true 

inside these bones

As the old pine fell we sang,

just to bless the morning."

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AFTERGLOW

Been waking up later.

Stretching in peace

after everyone else has disappeared. 

Sleeping sounder at night,

feeling more restful in the day. 

 I put the coffee on the stove,

quietly begin the day's work,

exercise in between,

then carry on. 

Today, a happy jumble in the kitchen

after last night's independence day get-together. 

A fridge full of leftovers,

and a heart warm with the afterglow

of friends who mean so much. 

Sometimes I don't quite know what to write here,

but I do want to share something,

glimpses even. 

Something of the thankfulness 

for this time of life. 

For learning to trust in the small steps. 

I've nudged a wish this autumn

for a workspace
shared with others,

and a chance conversation

a couple of weeks ago

got my hopes up
in the best possible way.

More of that later,

if it materialises...

All I can say is 

I've been blown away

by the generosity of people recently,

by a genuine desire to make others happy,

LOVE. 
Friendships that by now have become so solid.
A relationship with my husband
that can go through tricky patches,
but always returns to a clearing
bathed in light & peace.  
I think I've learned this recently
- sometimes giving space,
letting go even,
can bring a huge blessing in return
when the time is right.

x

(model: Minna Kosonen 

muah: Meghna Mukherjee)

HIBERNATION

The weeks might be busy,

the weather cold,

but the weekends extra cosy

this time of year.

I'm in hibernation mode. 



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LA BOHÈME

{ because some days simply require some Edith Piaf... }

I notice that now 

that I don't belong 

to a work community anymore,

everyday encounters

take on a whole new meaning. 

Like this week,

meeting with a friend

for coffee in the middle of the day,

striking a conversation

with a friendly shopkeeper,

stopping to help an old lady

from the lift and out of the building.

Whether deep and meaningful

or an accidental exchange of words,

those moments mean something,

sometimes more than the other person

might even guess. 

Especially those little old ladies

with their twinkling eyes

turn my heart into goo... :) 

I'm still in that honeymoon period

of having more time,

not just freed up 

by ditching my morning job

in the spring,

but having bigger children,

who have longer days at school

and require less escorting to hobbies

now that they are so able & willing

to do much more themselves.

I keep stopping & wondering,

almost as if on the brink of something new. 

Time to see & feel

in a whole new way. 

Seasons change

in more ways than one. 

Roses brought by my mother last week

are spilling all over the table now. 

Darkness descends earlier by the day.

Evenings take on comforting rituals of their own -

 books, cups of herbal tea

or a drop of red wine now and then,

& curling up with dear husband

to watch films & English series

in a quiet house.

The week will end

with the silver lining 

of a nice little photography gig

before taking time 

to spend with the kids

during their autumn break next week. 

Some autumnal inspiration

I've gathered over time right here. 

Wishing you as well as can be! 

x

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FIG & INDIGO

The mind turns to fig clouds

& indigo lakes

shrouded by thick woods.

An autumn palette

begins to paint the skies

& the mind's eye. 

(A palette that instantly transports me

to Hans Blomquist's

 timeless, aeshetic world.

And the succulent textures

to the voice of Lianne La Havas, 

whose music has been streaming 

through these rooms

all morning,

like taking a dip

in a bowl of sumptuous plum jam.)

Wishing you a sweet weekend! 

x

LE BONHEUR

I'll murmur it,

today is one of those days.

x

TREAD LIGHTLY

First week of June.

A lightness of being,
 a summery feeling.

The heat subsided for a moment,

but even the darkest clouds radiate light.

I keep hoping for a proper thunderstorm,

but the skies are full of false warnings. 

Time for a holiday soon,

but first it's all about

tackling the remains of odd jobs

& laundry piles,

and jotting down little plans. 

A sense of rest

intensifies amid mundane chores,

wraps itself softly against the skin. 

Butterfly wings
quietly whisper an invitation to adventures. 

Kesäkuun ensimmäinen viikko.

Kevyt olo.

Kesäolo.

Helle taittui hetkellisesti,

mutta synkätkin pilvet säkenöivät valoa.

Turhaan saaanut odotella kunnon ukkosmyrskyä,

taivas täynnä vääriä hälytyksiä. 

Kohta lomalle,

mutta sitä ennen vielä hommien

& pyykkivuoren kuromista,

satunnaisia suunnitelmia muistivihkoon. 

Arkisia askareita,

joiden keskellä levon tunne tihenee,

kietoutuu hellästi ihon ympärille. 
Perhosen siivet kuiskuttavat hiljaa
kutsua seikkailuun.