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

SUNDAY SCENTS

weekend sounds:

blackbird in the backyard

laughter of friends around the dinner table

deep breaths

weekend scents:

peonies

myrrhe balthazar

freshly soaped floors

steamy asparagus risotto wafting from the kitchen

today,

the company of my mother.

we plan to go out, 

perhaps visit a museum, 

sit in the sun with a coffee cup. 

a rare treat to have her all to myself for a moment.

sweet sunday my dear friend.

x

HYMN

hymn to the weekend.

(last pic a vertical version

for the 52 week photography challenge,

artistic, still life) 

x

MORNING

it's been one of those weeks

that appears out of nowhere

to cast a dark shadow,

yet shines a whole new light

on where the heart is,

making my loved ones glow. 

mornings are always full of promise,

weekend mornings an entire universe of their own. 

feeling the city awakening around you,

as you clutch that morning coffee,

head still half-buried in dreams. 

inspired by images by model turned photographer/fashion designer

Sanna Saastamoinen-Barrois in Trendi magazine

(glimpsed on my desk in the top photo),

another of her stunning sets of Caroline de Maigret here.

wishing you a restful Sunday

right where you are.

x

SATURDAY SOUNDS

Today, snowflakes have been landing softly,
sprinkling their icing sugar frosting
on black rooftops,
getting tangled in eyelashes,
covering every crevice,
blocking out sounds,
quenching the smell of the soil.

Inside, the softness lands, too. 

The quiet of a Saturday.

Actually hearing the coffee brewing in the kitchen,

water rushing from the tap,

the abrupt rustling of sheets,

as they're changed for crisp, fresh ones.

Feelgood music,

the persistent creak of that one loose floorboard

in the hallway

under bare feet. 

Weekend sounds,

January feel.

A white, cold, long month,

but with a subdued lull.

A little trip on the horizon,

intriguing projects in the pipeline,

babies about to be born,

granny reaching a grand one hundred. 

Loose ends, too,

but without stealing the limelight 

from the gratitude that rises to the surface 

for life & its surprises,

the natural pace of things

that goes unforced.

Weekend sounds,

January lull. 

x

DREAMING

An ashen-hued Friday

interrupted by a strike of lightning,

then the fleeting glimmer of the sun,

before hushing down to a feathery grey again.

Body & mind slowed right down

with a little autumn flu. 

Weeks of busyness

came to an end,

now time to land in between. 

Despite its unfinished state,

our home is warm,

its walls dripping with dreams. 

Tuhkanharmaa perjantai,

jonka hetkeksi keskeytti salamointi,

sitten kultainen valo,

joka katosi yhtä nopeasti kuin ilmestyi,

taittui takaisin untuvan pehmeään harmauteen. 

Mieli & ruumis sykkivät

harmittoman syysflunssan otteessa hitaalla.

Kiireviikot takana,

aikaa laskeutua hengähtämään. 

Koti kaikessa keskeneräisyydessään

on lämmin,

sen seinät tihkuvat unelmia. 

NOOK

Friday night 

& some random interior candy

via Norwegian magazine

kkliving. 

Happy weekend! 

//1. & 4. by photographer Helena Blom

2, 5, 6, 8, work by stylist Marie Olsson Nylander

7. Photography Yvonne Wilhelmsen

from the home of a  blogger fave, Line Kay aka Vintagepigen

All via kkliving //

SUNDAY, SUNDAY...

"But it's Sunday, Mr. Bell. Clocks are slow on Sundays." 

— Truman Capote (Breakfast at Tiffany's)

IT'S FRIDAY, I'M IN LOVE

.... with the gentle waft of sweet peas

& the image below by Debra McClinton

 and other stunning photography 

celebrating 25 years of the Erika Tanov label

(click on through for an overdose of loveliness).

Wishing you a bit of beauty for the weekend!