SUNSET WAVES

Summer nights. Thunder storms and the scent of rain on dry asphalt. More sunny and warm days. Train trips, dear friends, sailing boats, parks, cafés by the sea, sunsets. Gazing the sun to rise above the city lights.

A few rain drops today make the summer to scent more magical. Birch trees.

Sweet Tuesday greetings!

THESE SUMMER NIGHTS

Warm summer nights to be spent in parks, in harbors, bicycling home before the thunder arrives. Stopping to swim on the way.


More thunder in the air, still sunny. Time enough for one more swim.


Soft shadowed Sunday greetings.

SUMMER NIGHTS

After rain, sunset. Bicycling while other people too get out again after a heavy rain fall.


For today, more rain. But not quite yet. Hopping to my bicycle saddle. Is there enough of time for a late morning tea by one of the harbors?


Have a calm beginning for the new week!

DREAMY SUMMER NIGHT VIEWS

The first spring rain, always forgetting how wonderful it smells and feels. How it is soft and silent, a happy one. How it feels to fall asleep with the melody of it. First spring rain, a mood of a kind. A mood for being comforted. 


The sound made me dreaming of the views that I saw from my homes some years ago, in Iceland. The bright summer night light. The open sky. Humming streets. Birch leaves in wind. Landings and taking offs of the domestic aircraft. An old woman with a scarf around her head, collecting all the bottles. Neighbor kid in a tiger mood.


What do you see from your window?


Weekend of biking in spring rain, balcony naps, reading, baking. Eating with friends. Listening to Faroese language. Summer plans with strawberry tastes and lime. Planting herbs.


Never setting sun, it feels almost like it already.


Have a good beginning for the new week!

A MIRROR MIDDLE OF A FOREST

22 pm, after a hot day. A crane singing in the woods. A small duck swimming middle of the high grass. The forest pond is like a mirror.

Summer greetings from a night swimmer.

NIGHTS, EARLY MORNINGS

1.30 am passing a lake between Rovaniemi and Sodankylä, all silent. A northern town after many reindeers, one white reindeer, curvy Downy Birches, rivers and a sun like a huge pink balloon hanging too low middle of the night. Circus tents filled with movies. The coldest wind middle of a hot day from the Arctic Sea.

Before, at grandmother´s. Flowers in the early summer mornings. A cuckoo that sang 60 times. Swimming in the forest pond at midnight.

Mid summer, what a magical moment.

Happy beginning week to everyone there, good night too.