Six Word Saturday: 30.3.2013


Tonight I lose one hours sleep….

Six Word Saturday: 27.10.2012


Time for summer’s last boat trip!


The aftermath of winter’s first snowfall and the perfect excuse for one last sea voyage…

Six Word Saturday: 8.9.2012


Today I start wearing socks again.


Depending on the year and the strength of the spring sun, I stop wearing socks sometime in May. The length of my pants may still be long and as the days lengthen the hem level rises 🙂 Even when we revert back to cool and chilly days (happens every year, usually in June) I persevere and remain sock free *

Yesterday the temperature plummeted back below the low teens and now autumn winds are howling and whistling outside my window. It’s time to drop the hem and cover my tootsies…
Ah, well it was fun while it lasted. Now it’s time to bring out the gumboots, raincoats, gloves and scarves. Autumn has arrived!

* this includes any sort of fabric covering over the toes and ankles – stockings are banished also.

A gift for the hostess

Today I had my date with neighbour K to practice our respective languages. Last night she sent a text message asking if we could change our plans a little and meet at her place for coffee.

Tea caddy filled with Geisha chocolates

Here it’s considered extremely impolite not to take some sort of thank you gift for the hostess, especially the first time. I had this tea caddy sitting high in the cupboard  gathering dust (too small for our purpose) and the chocolates came from the box our dinner guests delivered last weekend.

We chatted all sorts of stuff and agreed to meet again when she returns to Helsinki in the autumn. She and her husband plan on moving to the summer cottage next week and there they will stay until summer is over…

Ironically enough…

… today we officially commenced summer time and as many pointed out so gleefully earlier this week: it’s spring! Forgive me if I don’t share your enthusiasm at this point.


Helsinki Spring 2012

The above was the view at 0930 this morning. The lovely thing about spring snow is that it covers the emerging piles of dog-doo and other debris that has been buried for three months or more. The not-so-lovely part of spring snow here in the south of Finland is that it is often short-lived and melts to dirty slush in a matter of hours.

So, of course here we go with Alanis Morissette and Ironic. I’d totally forgotten how this clip looked. Now, is that ironic or what?!

Flowerpot Rock

Flowerpot Rock

Flowerpot Rock

This little snapshot is of something very near and dear to me. The area we lived drew it’s name from this rock and when I was older people were always intrigued to hear that I came from a place called Flowerpot. At school I copped endless Bill and Ben jokes. (Hand’s up if you remember Bill and Ben, and Little Weeeed!) Mt. Wellington looms far in the background, while the late winter water is as cold as it looks.
This is the ‘beach’ where we played as children. No need for sand when there are all these rocks to clamber over. Lift any of the small rocks littering the foreshore and a dozen crabs will scurry for cover.
On hot summer days the water was cool enough to make the long walk up the hill home again feel refreshing! Our end of season bbq’s were held in the small parking lot at the end of the road. In winter it was a great place to walk and let the wind blow away what ever troubles I thought I had. When I was pregnant with Mr. 12 (he wasn’t 12 at the time!) and contemplating the future I would often walk here just to clear my mind.
It’s been a few years since I was last here, along with The Engineer and Mr. 12. I’m hoping that within the next 12 months we get to wander there again.