ei tunnu missään olen matkalla taas/ kevyesti nousee askel

luckily i did not miss the evening boat and thus on monday morning 5am i desperately tried to take a picture of the fog above the archipelago of turku.

like i wrote earlier i decided to pay a quick visit to my mother.



we went for a long walk. love her home. love the fact that she's always up for some ever so lovely egopictures.


i bought chanterelles and beetroots at the market.


it was colder in finland, it usually is. i borrowed my mother's scarf.


we cooked the whole rest of the days. i only ate things that i loved.


i am slowly but surely moving all of my belongins from finland to sweden. this time i went through all photos, all letters, all cards (i have indeed saved even every single birthday- and valentinescard ever since i was four years old). Majority of them ended up into the trash or into the fireplace. a fraction of them i took with me along with a painting my mother painted years ago. right now it's hanging on my wall next to the window.


after a homemade avocado-olive oil-hair mask and an oatmeal-facial mask i decided to rag my hair. the rags i made of a pillowcase that belonged to my grandmother fifteen years ago. first it looked like an afro, within some hours it settled down to look like the bestest of curls.


and othwerwise we just watched tv, insulted people, laughed, talked about everything important and unimportant.