Tuesday, 13 September 2016


Yesterday's treats included
a coffee break with a dear friend & her baby
 in the morning,
and a dive into rose bushes 
along my evening walk.
These September evenings 
have been simply divine!

To end the day,
I found myself glued 
to the first episode of Chef Table France
currently airing on Netflix,
with its spotlight on
I promise you'll be inspired
even if you're not that into cooking,
so do tune in, if you have the possibility!

(I made this apple pie at the weekend,
and it was quite a coincidence 
to discover it was actually Passard
who invented the lovely idea 
of "tarte du roses".)

Eilisen herkkuina aamupäiväkahvit ystävän ja pikkuisensa kanssa,
ja pujahdus ruusupuskiin iltakävelyn varrella.
Nämä syyskuun illat
niin lempeitä!

Myöhemmin tuijottelin Netflixistä
uutuussarjan Chef Table Francen
pariisilaisesta huippukokista
Väitän, että siitä inspiroituu kuka tahansa,
vaikkei kokkaus edes kiinnoistaisi -
katsokaa ihmeessä, jos vaan mahdollisuus! 

(Viikonloppuna pyöräytin muuten
ja oli hauska yhteensattuma 
huomata illalla,
että "tarte du roses"
onkin juuri Passardin ihana keksintö.)


Saturday, 10 September 2016


The mind turns to fig clouds
& indigo lakes
shrouded by thick woods.

An autumn palette
begins to paint the skies
& the mind's eye. 

(A palette that instantly transports me
 timeless, aeshetic world.

And the succulent textures
to the voice of Lianne La Havas
whose music has been streaming 
through these rooms
all morning,
like taking a dip
in a bowl of sumptuous plum jam.)

Wishing you a sweet weekend! 


Thursday, 8 September 2016


Last weekend,
to mark our anniversary,
we returned to the same countryside hotel
in Eastern Finland
where we got married many summers ago. 
We've been back every so often
for a cup of coffee on the veranda,
when the place was a little deserted
& stuck in an eighties time warp.
Not so any more.
The hotel recently changed owners and names,
and it was opened in all the glory it deserves 
earlier this summer. 

Despite only spending one night there,
it seemed we arrived in summer
and left in autumn.
And somehow all the images I chose for this post
come with the more autumnal, grey vibes.
There's something about an out-of-season feel
that endears me so very much.

Here, you are surrounded by majestic pine trees,
& lakeviews on every side. 
Every cell in the body
seems to slow right down
breathe in air that is a little lighter, a little fresher.

I could go on and sing songs
about the food
(& how it makes you glow with warmth inside
when you spot a pair in the forest picking mushrooms
and gathering herbs from the kitchen gardens
that you will find in your dinner an hour or so later), 
the reading room,
even down to the lovely smell 
inside the freshly painted hotel
(they've clearly avoided paint pots
with horrid chemicals)...

I swear this isn't a sponsored advertisement :) 
It stems from a genuine respect for people
who have put their love into every detail
& saved something
with so much cultural-historical value,
let alone beauty. 
Hopefully we'll get to return 
many more times. 

Tällaisen kuvasatsin päätteeksi iski laiskuus 
kirjoittaa samat litanjat suomeksi,
Sanojanne luen siitä huolimatta aina yhtä mielelläni
ihan millä tahansa kielellä :) 


Monday, 29 August 2016


Summer moods
& cerise hues 
entangle in my head,
as the August sun 
paints the landscape
with its golden russet.

Drawn to this & this by Claudia Gerhard.

These by Francesco Carrozzini.

This video by Samuji is still 
an early autumn fave -

Lots of love at the start of a new week! 


Tuesday, 23 August 2016


Time, a muffled sound of footsteps from down below, 
renovation has begun in the building across the street. 
I have lunch with Bo Carpelan
his words about aging are unembellished, 
yet filled with beauty. 
I taste his sentences on the tip of my tongue, 
vaguely sensing something about what’s yet to come 
under his curious but gentle gaze. 
A fly darts around, 
doesn’t seem to find peace for its restless soul, 
its wings carrying an air of midsummer 
in the middle of an August day.
The end of the summer
has a bittersweet tinge. 

"But a chair, sunlight, flowers:
these are not to be dismissed. 
I am alive,
I live,
I breathe,
I put my hand out,
into the sunlight."

- Margaret Atwood

Aikaa, kadun puolelta askeleet kantautuvat vaimeina, 
vastapäisessä talossa tehdään remonttia. 
Lounasseurana Bo Carpelan, 
hän puhuu vanhenemisesta, 
kaunistelematta mutta kauniisti. 
Maistelen lauseita, 
aavistan jotain hamaa tulevaa, 
tunnen uteliaan mutta lempeän katseensa. 
Kärpänen poukkoilee, 
ei löydä sielulleen rauhaa, 
tuo elokuiseen päivään häivähdyksen keskikesää.
Loppukesässä suloista haikeutta.

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