Monday, monday

I overslept today by two and a half hours. It meant I didn't have time to take a shower, have breakfast, or prepare packed lunch, but had to rush to the bus-stop ten minutes after waking up. I've been disoriented the whole day, but luckily things weren't too hectic at work... I looked terrible, though, because my hair badly needed washing and I grabbed the first clothes that met my eyes in the closet. But now I'm home. And I'm going have a cup of coffee. And eat some more of those perfect rolls.

Sunday rolls

Today I baked the best warm rolls I've ever made. They were smooth, round, and even-sized, and they tasted heavenly. I was torn between wanting to eat them and wanting to just admire their perfection.

I saw Mikael H and some Siberians at Telakka bar last Wednesday. It was nice to hear live music again, especially when it included a banjo, a mandolin, and an electric violin, which I had never seen before. I was there with my friend P, who knows the boys of the band personally. Wow! That makes her practically famous, doesn't it?

On the way home I saw mystery lights in the woods: street lamps hidden among trees so that only the light bulb was visible, lighting up the leaves encircling it. It looked like Caras Galadhon.

The wakening soil of spring

As I was walking home tonight from the swimming hall, I suddenly became aware of the pale green sweetness of spring in the trees around me, and the blackbird sitting on a bough above me, singing its heart out (like in that story of Oscar Wilde's), and it made me so calmly happy to be walking there and breathing in the soft air. I have been so preoccupied these past weeks, that spring has really stolen on me. So, I went and bought nine budding violets for my balcony; three yellow and three orange ones for the long wicker basket, and three plum-coloured ones for the small, round wicker basket. (Last summer I had such a lovely balcony in my home in Helsinki! It's one of the things I miss most about my former hometown.) I still need to get some ivy and some geraniums and busy lizzies (oh, I love that name!) - it will be wonderful to be able to go out to your garden and still be at home!

I wanted to show you a picture of my balcony, but the only one I had was mainly of myself having breakfast there with one red geranium. So, above there's part of my mum's garden from last summer! This picture was taken by my friend Anja.