Yerba mate

For some reason, 

it's smell reminds me of my grandfather 

and the tiny room and a drawer, where 

he kept his tobacco and pipe.

Springs for changes

Year after year springtime seems to be the time 

for big changes. And for pastel colours. Last year 

I had the lust for minty green. In these pictures 

I seem to have zoomed on turquoise - a colour like 

candy: good as long as you don't gobble too much.

I'm happy to know that I don't have to leave my 

current home for a while, but one can always dream. 

About a kitchen like the one in the last pic, 

for example.

Girlfriend in a coma

... I know, I know, it's serious. Listen here!

Light is returning to this land and I'm trying to wake up.

Anyone there?

Good Morning, Winter

Goodbye Fall

It snowed this evening.

Oulanka National Park

One should make at least one trip to Lapland every year.

More about Oulanka here.

Foggy mornings

My blog's been a bit sleepy lately.

But I haven't! Been painting and screen printing.

Tomorrow I'll be off to north.

We'll see if it'll be all snowy when I come back.

Second pic by my darling. Like a painting by Klimt, isn't it?