I love rain in general. It always has some deep philosophical meaning. Yet, summer rains are special. I associate them with the shortest time of the year. They are so fresh and powerful.
Almost Summer 🌞
‘You have young eyes’
Since there was Eurovision last week, I decided to have a special dinner and cook mussels. The recipe includes white wine as seasoning. So, I needed to go to the special shop to buy wine. In Finland, alcohol is sold in special shops, and you can't get wine from a regular food store. Needless to… Continue reading ‘You have young eyes’
6 Years of Blogging
Just another year passed by here, and WordPress informed me about that. Initially, I started as a travel blogger, who lately writes about life in general. It has been 6 years of blogging in total. I have also reached 50k views about the same day. What I feel about it? I wish I had more… Continue reading 6 Years of Blogging
Eurovision Night
It was a long night with many interesting entries, and we know now who is the winner! I would like to introduce my top 3 artists: 1. Finland!!! My second home land, dear Finland. Like I have already written, I prefer rock music. More than that, this very preference brought me to this country. The… Continue reading Eurovision Night
Summer Colours
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Down-to-earth Post
Hello everyone! Here in Finland, the weather has been amazing for several days. It's summer, which will not last for too long. The sun and warmth always give me extra energy, energy to think and do. The last a couple of years were quite massy. All my perfect well-calculated life plans got smashed by unpredictable… Continue reading Down-to-earth Post
Evening’s Walk
21 30. Sun goes down. This moment. Now.
Music is My Everything
I listen to music all the time, unless I am at work. I have my headset on in the shop, in the bus, train, while I go for a walk, and even when I am at home. I can't stand the silence. I am afraid of silence. What kind of music? It fully depends on… Continue reading Music is My Everything
I don’t remember my age
When I was younger, I had the full control of numbers. If someone woke me up at night and asked how old I was, I would immediately reply. Not anymore. After I turned 30, something happened to me. Either it is an aging factor, which caused me the related memory problem or... it is the… Continue reading I don’t remember my age
