Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 May 2016

SUNDAY FEELIN'


















a few days of just me & her in the house.
the hallway is almost as good 
for practicing the handstand
as the backyard. 













in the afternoon,
she went to a birthday party,
while I walked a little.
popped to the winter gardens (again, sorry :)).
this time, there was a choir singing
& small gatherings of people
sharing a flask of coffee
or bottle of bubbly
in a quiet nook here & there,
under the shadow of 
sprawling evergreens. 


















Then to the National Museum
and the photography exhibition of Jaakko Heikkilä,
 whisking to a world of grand Venetian palazzos. 



















we've been having friends over in the last few days,
both the small & grown-up kind.
in other words,
a Sunday with
plenty of leftovers in the kitchen.

I made this simple quiche yesterday,
served with a salad of 
melon, buffalo mozzarella & mint
& glass of chilled rosé, 
which created a rather succulent combo,
and finished off with
meringue nests, fresh berries, fruit,
& a dollop of créme fraiche.

but the winning combination
is food & friends,
no matter what the menu.
( often the simpler the better I think...)















some Sunday excerpts here.
and I wish you a lovely evening! 

x

















Wednesday, 11 May 2016

WILDER MIND




























I've dived straight into the heatwave,
good things filling the days.
 Mumford & Sons last weekend -
despite the gigantic arena,
the ambience was intimate & spirited at the same time.
They gave their all,
me & the throngs around joining in,
 body and soul.

We walked back home under the velvety sky
of what felt like the perfect summer's night,
only in May.
A sense of wild
running through the veins
in that moment.
Freedom.
Ever-present in the mind
even for someone
with a family, mortgage, deadlines,
a certain stability
that lacked at a younger age.
Now they complement one another.















Holiday plans shaping up,
Provence beckons around the corner,
a dream of many years. 















Paahteeseen on ollut helppo sukeltaa,
hyviä asioita mahtunut päiviin.
Mumford & Sons viime viikonloppuna -
vaikka jättimäisellä areenalla olikin,
oli tunnelma intiimi & railakas yhtä aikaa. 
Tyypit heittäytyivät täysillä,
minä ja muut mukana.

Kävelimme kotiin samettisessa kesäyössä,
vaikka virallisesti taitaa olla vielä kevät.
Tuli suorastaan vähän villi olo,
sillä tavalla kutkuttavasti.
Vapaus.
Se kulkee mukana aina,
pään sisällä,
oli sitten perhettä, asuntolainaa, dediksiä,
tiettyä vakautta,
jota ei nuorempana ollut.
Nyt ne täydentävät toisiaan.

Lomasuunnitelmat lyöty lukkoon,
nurkan takana Provence,
monen vuoden unelma. 




x





























Friday, 6 May 2016

hela världen står i blom



































I walked around the bay last night
to a new, slower rhythm,
Eva Dahlgren's latest streaming through the ears.
(The album title Jag sjunger ljuset - I sing light
is exactly what she does... 
In my humble opinion
she also sings images & fragrances,
an ethereal beauty.) 



Plants in the confines 
of the closed wintergardens 
pressed against the sizzling evening sun,
a cherry tree stretching its
tender, blooming branches towards the light. 
Everything in bloom.








x















Tuesday, 3 May 2016

WINDFLOWER














on my 2nd cup of coffee already.
another morning of the spring light
tickling the eyelids.
this time of year is glorious,
but has a tendency 
to make you a little restless at the same time
- do you find the same? 
















the earth awash with wood anemone
- or windflower,
as it is also known. 
i think over here it is often seen
as a sweet & tender 
encapsulation of spring,
but i rather love that notion of
"windflower",
the sense of wild
it evokes. 












a tender wildness,
that's exactly how spring seems to feel. 



x












Sunday, 1 May 2016

FLOWER BOMB























this light that wakes you up in the morning,
tickles the eyelids 
and whispers "come & play" in the ear,
then lingers on until late evening.
















a lightness that awakens
every cell in the body.













a flower bomb
that has exploded outside.
















"you can cut all the flowers
but you cannot keep
s p r i n g
from coming."

- pablo neruda






















Tuesday, 29 March 2016

EASTER MOODS



















Easter moods from town & country -








































arrival of 
spring,
light,
& new life.




x























Sunday, 20 March 2016

A MOVEABLE FEAST


















































Palm Sunday,
a moveable feast.
Daughter out doing her rounds with friends,
swapping feather-adorned branches 
for easter eggs,
as is the tradition in this part of the world.
Revelling in this light,
spring that is on its way. 










Sunday, 31 May 2015

LAST OF MAY

























Sunday began with a usual dose of coffee & beauty
(Carl Bengtsson's portrait glimpsed on the spread).

The past week was bursting with all sorts:
- work, son's birthday,
a lovely evening shoot in the spring light
(more on that to come here,
for now a taster over on instagram),
end of school for the kids.

A sweet Sunday to you! 






Tämäkin sunnuntai alkoi kahvin & kauneuden äärellä.
(Aukeamalla vilahtaa Carl Bengtssonin potretti).

Viikkoon mahtui paljon
- töitä, pojan synttärit, 
ihanat kuvaukset kevätillassa
(joista kunnolla vielä lisää, 
instagramissa vilahtaa),
suvivirsi. 

Suloista sunnuntaita! 
































Thursday, 14 May 2015

IN THE AIR














Spring has truly sprung.
It’s carrying winds of change,
A bittersweet ending,
something new slowly in the making.










Ascension Day and a day off today.
A walk by the sea, 
swans nesting,
the cutest ducklings making a beeline for their mummy.
Everything around erupting & bursting all at once,
yet I'm holding on to a softness.












I heard spring whisper in my ear:
“Somewhere between pushing and disenchantment,
 toil and disillusion,
lies a place where things flow -
a path dotted with lightness.”













R, x























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