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Wednesday, 20 August 2025

 

I’m a bit of a dreamer who sometimes finds it hard to see what’s close by. So, a few moments from yesterday intentionally captured on the camera. 



On the packing table





Scenes from my early-evening walk (August in the city has a special charm)
















On a side note, apart from the pictured grand-old establishment Hagelstam second-hand bookshop (may it never disappear!), the two other businesses are newer on the scene and female-owned, and whenever I walk past (or go in) places like these, I feel very inspired by the unique vision and heart that’s gone into them. They radiate a kind of warmth into their surroundings. 






 

It’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately while preparing for the next steps with my fine art print shop. How creativity and work can go hand in hand. How connections with fellow business owners, who have also put their soul into what they do, can be all about inspiring and lifting each other up. And how, when navigating with your heart wide open (and head screwed on), you can bring something meaningful into the world, no matter how small it may seem. Something of beauty to be shared, with kindness.

 




Came home with the prettiest garden roses from a flower stall, perhaps subconsciously influenced by the sea of roses in that park…



With love,

R



Sunday, 5 April 2020















scenes from yesterday's wanderings.

lately, my walks have mainly been the nature kind,
now I yearned for some quiet streets in my hometown. 

nature is calming,
but roaming the streets of the city
gives an energy kick
& a strange sense of normality
that did a world of good.











small joys:

takeaway coffees on the sea front, 
slowly sipped in the sun.

dogs going wild in a park.

an elderly couple walking past
holding hands, beaming as they chatted. 

crocuses & scillas pushing through the soil.
















back home,
a virtual get-together 
with some of my closest friends.
we decided to make it a regular thing.




love hasn't gone anywhere,
light hasn't gone anywhere.










poimintoja eiliseltä kävelyltä.

viime aikoina ovat ulkoilut vieneet luonnonrauhaan,
nyt iski kaipuu oman kaupunkini kaduille.
luonto rauhoittaa,
mutta kaupungissa käyskentely antaa virtaa
& toi eilen jonkinlaisen illuusion normaaliudesta. 




pieniä iloja:

takeaway-kahvit merenrannassa,
hitaasti siemailtuna.

puistossa riehuvat koirat.

vanhempi pariskunta käsi kädessä,
keskusteluun syventyneinä, hymyt kasvoilla.

maasta puskevat krookukset ja scillat. 


kotona virtuaalinyyttärit rakkaiden ystävien kanssa.







rakkaus ei ole kadonnut mihinkään.
valo ei ole kadonnut mihinkään. 












x






























Friday, 24 February 2017

















it was a grey november day
when i saw an offer i couldn't refuse
& bagged a room in a plush hotel in our town
for a later date
~ for last weekend to be exact,
to celebrate my husband's birthday,
him
us, 
life together,
life... 


















i'd never done this before,
stayed in a hotel in my own town
just for the fun of it,
the indulgence of it. 












a weekend of canapés & bubbly drinks,
swirling velvet stairs
leading to our room 
on the 8th floor.





















a weekend of feeling a little frivolous,
and anonymous,
as when visiting a foreign city.
even the streets gleamed in a new light
when we traipsed over to the restaurant
where we had reservations 
two blocks away. 




















a weekend of feeling
we could be anyone,
from anywhere,
start over wherever or however we wanted
 ~ that same feeling that has hit me on aeroplanes
ever since i was young kid. 




















a weekend of feeling glad for our life 
as we know it right now,
despite the world slipping into the guise of an oyster. 

















x

































Tuesday, 26 April 2016



















































Thought I'd share some images
 for Helsinki Coffee Festival from the weekend,
where the ambience was as rich, dark & velvety
as all that freshly-brewed,
carefully sourced coffee.
There's a dose of magic
when people who are passionate
about what they do
unite. 








x







Friday, 15 April 2016




















































Friday is a good day
to finish work early
& trek across town
to visit my dear friend
& her precious baby girl. 


On the way,
picking up some weekend reading
from an alluring newish bookshop,
from the smiley ladies
at the corner florist's.

A chill in the air today,
but a sense of s p r i n g... 
or not even a sense,
 the real deal!




Wishing you a sweet weekend.


(p.s. all these were snapped
at my friend's tranquil home
above Helsinki rooftops.)





x















Saturday, 26 March 2016























Something pulled me out of bed
at the crack of dawn today.
I tiptoed to the kitchen to put the coffee on the boil,
while the others were still fast asleep.
A night owl gets a glimpse
of what it is that
morning people get all jazzed up about.















A walk through a town
adorned with a veil of mist,
music streaming through my ears
- like a promenade in some strange, faraway land,
near enough to utopia. 



















Rodin at the art museum.
I'd been saving him 
for the right moment,
a tranquil day
with nothing pulling me away.






















His masterpieces,
they creep under the skin,
penetrate the soul,
bring a lump to the throat,
even conjure up images
of pictures I want to take one day. 
Afterwards, the lady behind me in the café queue
gasps that you don't always get choked up at exhibitions,
but this time you did.
Her friend replies that
ye-ep,
sometimes it just depends on the day of the week
or the mood that particular day.
Today, all those pieces aligned,
I think to myself.


















Heräsin aamulla kukonlaulun aikaan,
keitin kahvit muiden vielä nukkuessa. 
Iltaihminen havahtuu siihen,
että näissä omissa aamuhetkissä on puolensa.


Kävely halki sumuisen kaupungin
musiikki korvilla
- kuin olisi käyskennellyt vierailla mailla,
lähestulkoon utopiassa.


Ateneumissa Rodin,
jota olin säästellyt sopivaan hetkeen,
toivonut seesteistä päivää,
kun ei ole kiire mihinkään.



Nuo taidonnäytteet tunkevat ihon alle,
syöpyvät sieluun,
kohottavat palan kurkkuun,
loihtivat jopa mieleen kuvia,
joita joskus vielä haluan ottaa. 
Kahvilajonossa joku huokaisee,
että aina ei näyttelyissä pääse fiiliksiin,
mutta nyt pääsi.
Ystävänsä kommentoi,
että nii-in,
joskus se vain riippuu 
päivästä ja omasta mielentilasta.
Tänään kaikki nuo palaset kohtasivat,
tuumaan mielessäni. 



x




























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