Showing posts with label mist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mist. Show all posts

Wednesday, 28 September 2016

11 GREETING CARDS, AUTUMN SONGS


On a rainy day finally indoors, cleaning shelves and arranging: a few packs of 11 Greeting Cards for Red Cap Cards added to my small online shop, including three foil cards. Good for the ones especially living in Europe, no custom fees. Many happy moments and wishes!


The mornings and all the colours of the leaves. Lots of bicycling, rowing, walking and a few ice-creams when the summer momentarily came back. Now the raindrops calm down.

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drip-drip. Drop. Drip.

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

THE SAME, SO DIFFERENT




It is a windy and a rainy morning, quite mild air. Melodies of drumming on window sills. Days are getting so short and when the clouds hug, they seem even shorter.

Lingering in a few weeks back when frosty air covered everything in glimmer. How the day was so pastel and when the night turned on its lights, the landscape became so huge. 

Two photos from the same place, same day. Oh how small we are and how beautiful our planet Earth is.

Star shines and fresh winds!


(The second photo is taken by my brother.) 

Wednesday, 10 September 2014

AUTUMN LAUNDRY IN MIST


September began with misty sunsets.


Time to fold summer away. In Meadow -painting as Tamah duvet cover is still available at La Redoute.


The colour green is still the majority. More yellow and red every day.


First fires in fireplaces, that comforting smoky scent. Wooden Fence as a Birch Tree duvet cover for Urban Outfitters, still available. And shams too.


Rowing around. That small moment of sunshine in the forest on the other shore.


The forests are filled with mushrooms. Almost seeing as they grow. Trees so tall. Crows flying and singing with their dark voices.

Have a beautiful misty Wednesday!

Sunday, 29 June 2014

FORESTS, FIELDS, MIDNIGHT IN SUMMER








Collecting small pieces of the summer green. The green that changes when the sun tries to set, but does not completely manage yet. The green that hides inside flying mist. The green that hides inside birch tree forest shadows. The green that surrounds all the Cow Parsley and Clovers.

Summer greetings  

Thursday, 9 January 2014

BLUE GREY JANUARY






It is very unusual to have no snow in January. Some trees are making buds of spring. Some of the migrating birds have not left. It feels strange to discover the landscape in such a long autumn coat. 

Lovely moments with friends from close and far.

The weekend might bring our usual January weather. My skis are ready!

Wishes of snowflakes, have a beautiful day and a calm weekend!


(The same lake house in December 2012.)

Monday, 27 May 2013

DAYS OF SUMMER


Misty mornings at the summerhouse. White curtains so thick, sounds from the other side. Cold hands of the mist around everything, tree branches with drops like rain. Slowly the first sun rays arrive to glimmer on the lake waves. The curtains open, the show begins.


Every day more green, here and there. Yellow and blue flowers. Sleeping inside forests, their melodies. 


Night time swimming. Swans dancing and singing.


Darling friends, ice-cream, ladybirds ♥


Small spontaneous expeditions, many talks.


Almost blooming lily-of-the-valleys, the scent is already here. Fragile, the most refined.


Summer.

Have sweet expeditions!

(1st, 4th and 5th photos by photographer and cinematographer J.V.)

Monday, 27 June 2011

MOST OF IT IS GREEN AND BLUE





Sometimes it is difficult to believe that all the colors have been painted into this season. All different colors, all together in harmony. All mixed. When the morning rises or the evening sets, a bit lighter, a bit like behind a mist. Or behind a real mist. All the wonderful colors with moving shadows in shapes of clouds or trees or house corners. Or then all the wonderful colors with bright light, almost blind.

Colors, but the tones change all the time.

Slowly digesting the quick season. What a strength there is in blooming from a seed to a plant and fruits or berries.

A hot sunny week has started. Greetings from a shore with a book, from where I just bicycled home after the sun disappeared behind a forest hill. Night sky. Pink, orange, yellow, white and blue to the other side, if you turn your head. And that light blue continues and then again white, yellow, orange and pink before the Earth begins.

Have a calm new week. Good night.

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Tuesday, 7 September 2010

MORNINGS OF COLOR COPPER







Early sunrises with mystical mist. It hides everything, the world ends behind the balcony if being early enough, tiptoeing to wake up with the mist. One can imagine that the balcony is a boat, drifting on an open sea, in an unknown world. Where would it crash?

Stretching while tea water boils. Breakfast of blueberries, raspberries, apples from an apple garden next to a yellow house, and seeds. Bread of my mother. Stretching a bit more and then eating with a huge newspaper on the floor. Mailman is very kind, I never ordered the newspaper.

Painting. Packing books. Having tea in the square market café when dropping the parcels to the post office. Talking about the pollen of bees with a bearded man selling honey in another square market. Another tea in the market hall with a lingonberry-lover-boy and his mother to prolong the visit in the town. The sun shines lower than a few weeks ago and turns everything in copper. Streets filled with chatter again, is it the new season making people happy?

Old work published in a book, finally arrived. A letter from a dear friend is read many many times. Can you see the crocodile under the bear? Hugs to dear both of you U & V, a letter will arrive to you soon.

Hugs to everyone else too, have a happy Tuesday!