Wednesday, 30 March 2016

Well, as apparently so many people resign from church...

...I joined. Today! I joined The Evangelic Lutheran Church of Finland.
The reason is that I love what archbishop Kari Mäkinen says about helping refugees, that the church will protect asylum seekers. At the moment the church represents a clear public position standing up for the ones in need. This is what my religion is all about. It has always meant only two words for me, love and forgivness.
Here are some very accurate views by Kari Mäkinen, a man I have come to respect of late.

I resigned some years ago, as I strongly felt the church did not represent my view of loving, respecting and caring for everyone, regardless of gender or sexual orientation. A lot has changed within the church since and I feel this is a good and right decision. So thank you Kari Mäkinen for beeing a human and leading the way in showing what love and respect and humanity is.
 



Projects

I have a habit of buying vintage frames if I find them nice and they are cheap. I have a nice collection and these shall be hung. I'll show you the outcome another day. They look nice just piled like this too. But unfortunately they are in the way...


Have a lovely wednesday friends!
Love!


Monday, 28 March 2016

And some more easter

It has been a bliss having a short holiday, the weather has treated us very well. The birdsong wake us up early in the morning, the way it has always been. The snow has almost melted away. Chairs and tables have been placed on the terrace. Spring is finally here.

Today I cykled in warm sunshine and later we had dinner at our new local restaurant, Pahuna, with nepalese cuisine. We both enjoyed a delicious Palak paneer. We were not the only ones feeling munchy at the exact same time, there was even a little queue just after we arrived. What joy the restaurant has been so well welcomed. 

Yesterday we traveled to our capital to meet up with guests from Sweden. We dined at Salve. Based in Hietalahti/ Kamppi area. It has been there for over 100 years, apparently it started as a small kiosk that served the sailors food and tobacco. The interior is a combination of all sorts related to ships and the sea. The menu is very traditional and  we had herring. Fried in butter, with mashed potatoes and beer. We had a lovely evening and had to end it far too early as we had to rush to catch the last bus home!

Now our easterholiday has come to a close. I am so happy and feel so rested and have managed to get plenty things done too.


I love the shadow from a bell in my friend Kaisa's garden.

Love!

Sunday, 27 March 2016

Easter

I made traditional pasha and on saturday morning I woke early to bake kulitsa, that is like bun or sweet bread, that we eat with pasha. All very appreciated and I am happy!

Happy easter friends!


Friday, 25 March 2016

Almost ready!

I've sealed the paint and cleaned, now it only remains to scrape the bottom lid off paint, but there is a day tomorrow...

I am so pleased.


Time to continue cooking...guests arriving tomorrow...

Take care! Much love!

Wishing you all a happy easter!

Tuesday, 22 March 2016






Saddened by the awful news.

Sunday, 20 March 2016

Some people like to spend their weekends doing this...


This is where we started saturday morning. I started the scraping of the stove already last summer, but then other renovation projects in the house needed to be done. So on friday we emptied the room and started work on scraping the stove and removing plaster from the brickwall.
My mister is a weird person who likes to get involved in his girlfriends renovation. I think most people would be very busy with other fun things...but my mister is not like that. He told me he was even looking forward to working on the renovation again. I must say it is much more fun to work together. I haven't done much during the winter, due to it not being very suitable as I live here and some work need re-arranging living facilities, and it's winter so one cannot do the dusty work outdoors...

So my mister tackled the wall and I scraped the stove with a bendable iron scraper.

The outcome is perfect:


This sort of work is extremely dusty. We wore a combination of hats, breathing masks, protective glasses and hearing protection...all at once!

Now I shall paint the stove. It looks good like this aswell, but in my little bedroom it doesn't go with the rest of the interior, so I shall paint it off-white with black lids. Time to start! My plan is to be back to normal at Easter, so I have some serious work to tackle before that, hih!

Have a fun sunday folks! Love, love and love even more!

Tack älskade för all din hjälp!

Wednesday, 16 March 2016

Accessories

I've always had a thing for accessories. Brooches, scarves, watches, jewellery....

So of course I fell for this charming print by the ever so lovely and talented Jo Waterhouse. Check out her fab blog at Toot.

It now hangs in my kitchen. And it is signed, hih, I made a small extra request upon ordering mine. (Thank's Jo!)





I got another one, because obviously one has to cut out and dress up as well. So this spring I can be spotted wearing fancy accessories. I am quite sure I will be the fashion-talk of the town, oh look at HER, she is sooooo stylish! I shall be asked, who are you wearing and the answer shall be, Jo Waterhouse! Of course!

Spring, I am so ready for you! Are you?

Tuesday, 15 March 2016

Re-cykling a broken tapestry bag

This is a piece of fabric, tapestry-styled, savaged from a broken bag my colleague was about to throw away, she asked if perhaps I had any use of it. I cut out the bambi and made a pretty canvas to hang on the wall. There were two bambis, one on each side of the bag, so I made one for me and one for my sweet colleague. Tack finaste Angelina.
I used oval shaped flexi hoops as frames. The easiest way to make something new out of something broken but not really worth mending anymore.



Sunday, 13 March 2016

Food for our souls

I have to admit, I am a moneyspender when it comes to the arts.
I visit the cinema quite often and I often go to concerts, the theatre and danceperfomances.

During the week we saw the Coen brothers latest film, Hail, Caesar! Here is the trailer if you want to have a look. I enjoyed it!

Last night me and my mister jumped on the bus and traveled to our capital. We dined and later enjoyed a concert. The concert started with a fella, called Fredrik Furu. In my (humble?) opinion, he is perhaps a good songwriter, but as a solo performer, it didn't really bring out the best in him. I think it might be because his recorded songs are filled with background and him going solo with (just) a guitar, well, it simply made the sound pale. I also didn't really enjoy his inbetweenthesongstalk, it isn't relevant to know what the songs are about, I would as a listener prefer to make my own interpretation if needed. 
BUT. After a short brake, Jack Vreeswijk took the stage. It was worth all the waiting and the frustration from my part. Here is Sjuttonde balladen, enjoy!

Both me and my mister have grown up listening to Cornelis Vreeswijk.
I really love his music. His son Jack has been touring and performing songs by his father. It was such a warm and fun night. He told us small fun anecdotes about some of the songs and about his father.

Two very happy, well fed souls traveled back home on the bus.

Sunday evening, time to gather thoughts and experiences and give thanks for all the good we are given. I am truly blessed!

Below is also something I am very happy and grateful for, my darling Muru-cat! She brings me such joy and so much love every single day.


Thursday, 10 March 2016

You start dying slowly

A few friends posted this poem on facebook a few days ago, I remember having read it before, and I find it very very accurate. There are various facts about who initially wrote this poem, it has been attributed Pablo Neruda, but according to THIS article, it is not Neruda's poem but brasilian poet Martha Medeiros'. Nevertheless, it is wonderful! Enjoy!

You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.

You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.

You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.

You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.

You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice

Tuesday, 8 March 2016

International women's day

So happy my mister did not bring me flowers today. Nor did he congratulate me on this day. He brings me flowers often, I love that. I also bring him flowers and he loves that. But today is not the day to bring flowers and gifts. Today is a day to try focus on how we can work, all together, for an equal world. An equal society.


This picture is part of a series that Finnish-Swedish radio channel Radio X3M posted on facebook. Brilliant! It says: Say it with a flower on women's day...

The Rose

Thank you for allowing us to use your genitals as a swearword.
(in finnish it is a very commonly used swearword)



Sunday, 6 March 2016

Flapbook fun!

I have always been fascinated by flapbooks. And thought they are so fun. I have a few.
This one called 'Spicing things up' by Katja Ronkanen is so funny. Just look at those boobies flying that way and then this way and then...
I gave it as a pressie to my mister and it put a smile on his face, hih!

Enjoy! And why not go ahead and order your own copy and support a small independent business. Here.

Happy loving sunday folks!
This is for you. Wonderful you! Don't you forget that. You are enough, you are beautiful, you are worthy.


Saturday, 5 March 2016

Magical night

Last night me and L experienced a magical night. At our favorite venue, the Savoy theatre in Helsinki, Melissa Horn performed and we were spellbound.
My mister said it, it was fantastic!

I have wanted to see her live for years, and last night this wish came true.
Nights like these are magical.

Here is an older favorite. When she sang this last night, it felt as if the audience stopped breathing! Enjoy!



Above is one of the shamanbowls with a candle. The colours are deeper in real.

Wishing you a lovely weekend! Love!

Thursday, 3 March 2016

A moment

Yesterday I was invited to a potter, turned out we live very close to each other.
I have always loved her work, and contacted her to ask if I could purchase a few items. So she invited me to her home.
She lives in a small house, filled with lovely and funny details. And two cats.
I sat in her kitchen on a wooden sofa, with a purring cat in my lap, drank rose-tea and ate french chocolate cake. (What makes the chocolate cake french is that the person who baked it is french, hih!)
What a lovely moment it was.

I chose a beautiful fruitbowl in the form of a fairytale crown. I also bought two shaman-bowls, they will be perfect for candles I thought. And three heartshaped buttons.





Above is a detail of one of her doors. I love icons, I also hang icons wherever they fit. I love the colours.

Happy thursday friends. Be gentle and kind towards yourself, and remember to love.

Tuesday, 1 March 2016

So it finally happened

A coupe of years ago, I noticed a man walking in town. I met him daily and everywhere. Many times a day did I see him walking past my house, when I was working in the garden. I heard rumours about him. I heard nasty and also very sad rumours about him. I heard rumours about his wife, she suddenly appeared. I heard rumours about their children beeing taken into custody. And they walked.
I hate rumours. I hate when people have no chance to control what is beeing said about them. So I almost immediately started to say hello whenever I met them. The wife sometimes replied, and she was always very surprised. But she always looked at me. Today was the second time the man greeted me even before I had a chance to say hello. And he looked at me. I don't need to know him, nor his wife. Who they are or what they do or what brings them here, it is none of my business. But I surely am not going to judge anyone before I have my own reasons to.

We met at the flea market where I picked up this old barometer&thermometer. I have been looking at it for a while, so today I just thought, well, why not, I love to talk weather. Like most of us do. Like this fella who walks perhaps also does. Who knows.