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Showing posts with label tapiola. Show all posts

FOUR THINGS RIGHT NOW - FROM SUNDAY EVENING TO NIGHT


Came home to the city; we spent the end of last week on the farm. But now that summer will one over the city flat will be our base camp again. (And now I intend to organise things and tidy up so it will be nice again; the past year it has been an awful chaos.)
This is what Tapiola is like; lots of midcentury- and sixties houses embedded in lots of green, following the landscape; building low where the landscape is low and high on the hills. Or, what old Tapiola is like, as they are building lots of new and high for the moment. Our balcony is the one with the colourful hanging lateens ont he top floor.


Most of my weekend however was spent at a fitness education course. I took as support for the dance classes and courses I hold. See  how my work out bag has a neatly sewn (put two fingers up in the air and do a little double bend on them as you say "neatly") IBTC patch on it (we still have a handful left).



On my way home I popped by Anttila in Sello which is closing down and being emptied out. It's rather empty by now but I came over a hundred euros worth of shoes for only twelve; these everyday wedge sandals I still intend on using for the last warm days and a pair of girlie/granny autumn walking shoes. I got Dag a moomin scarf for a few pennies as well.



And then the sun set and we had virigin mary's on the balcony.


FOUR THINGS RIGHT NOW - FROM SUNDAY EVENING TO NIGHT


Came home to the city; we spent the end of last week on the farm. But now that summer will one over the city flat will be our base camp again. (And now I intend to organise things and tidy up so it will be nice again; the past year it has been an awful chaos.)
This is what Tapiola is like; lots of midcentury- and sixties houses embedded in lots of green, following the landscape; building low where the landscape is low and high on the hills. Or, what old Tapiola is like, as they are building lots of new and high for the moment. Our balcony is the one with the colourful hanging lateens ont he top floor.


Most of my weekend however was spent at a fitness education course. I took as support for the dance classes and courses I hold. See  how my work out bag has a neatly sewn (put two fingers up in the air and do a little double bend on them as you say "neatly") IBTC patch on it (we still have a handful left).



On my way home I popped by Anttila in Sello which is closing down and being emptied out. It's rather empty by now but I came over a hundred euros worth of shoes for only twelve; these everyday wedge sandals I still intend on using for the last warm days and a pair of girlie/granny autumn walking shoes. I got Dag a moomin scarf for a few pennies as well.



And then the sun set and we had virigin mary's on the balcony.


PARK PICNIC


Yesterday we were supposed to go to a 1950's picnic organised by the city as part of a photo exhibition with motifs from that era but the constant rain ruined those plans. Well, at least we had just managed to have a little picnic of our own in the park outside our building before, so we were not left totally picnic-less.

Breakfast pink ith avocado sandwiches and some pancake with freshly made rhubarb jam. Panda-boy decided to eat both at once just in case I would end up having more than him; he always seems to be very concerned with that.

Park view. Tapiola; nowadays a constant mix of nature and construction sites.

Oh summer, how I have waited for this!

Sometimes happiness is a kid and a ball.

For a short while at least. Then he was very eager on me putting my shows on and us moving on. The playground calling!


A WEEK IN THE LIFE OF

What I did during the last seven days. No day is like the previous one to me .Which does not mean that my life is one big adventure or party, having no routine can also be rather exhausting. And every week is busy-week over here.

But anyway, here we go; this was my past week (mostly via instagram, haven't readlly had the chance to carry the camera around - my hands are full of other stuff, like babies for example, you know.)

Friday. last week's.
Drove some 300 kilometers up to Jyväskylä where we had a show with Sweet Jeena & Her Sweethearts as well as The Shrieks. Here we are posing all naturally backstage with our local sailor pick up girl.

Saturday.
Drove back and stopped at this very Kaurismäki-esque old gas station and bar. Which sadly was closed for the day.

Did a quick stop home and put the face on again and went for a show we did at a library. It was thunder and the lights went dark, but the music kept on playing!

Sunday.
Hanged with these two out on the farm. Did some graphic work while dag napped.

Monday.
Stayed at home and did lots of tidying up and cleaning! Woooh!

Tuesday.

Filmed a thing that will air in autumn and forgot to take any social media evidence of that...
Later I had a meeting after which we rehearsed something that included a helluvalotta gogo boots.

Wednesday.

Eddi had a day off and we were at the farm. Dag was all excited about the neigbor's cows walking pass the window and I picked some nettles.

Thursday.
Did a show at Radisson Plaza with these funny ladies.


Friday, this one.

Took a walk with Dag to Tapiola, our hoods while int the city, and bumped into this fella.

In the evening I had a burlesque workshop, as a student for a change; there's some outsiders in town giving us what they've got!  Here's a bunch of legs from that event


After which I drove out to the farm  with a  pastel May evening sky in front of me.

GREEN GRASS AND CHERRY BLOSSOMS IN THE WIND


Every time the first really warm days hits us it's like a huge weight falling from my heart; the recognition that this is what it can feel like outside! Soft and warm. (I decided it is not allowed to get under +20 before mid September, mmmkay?)

So we went on a sunny stroll with Dag, heading to one of the many big parks here in Tapiola.

We landed among lots and lots of green.
Hard to believe that it a little more than a month ago looked like this. (Spring is always the shortest season here...this year we barely had one .)


Dag is still a bit overwhelmed to be directly on the ground, carefully trying everything out. (And that 'everything' usually ends up in his mouth.) But he always sits the first minutes still just touching the grass.


We had a little picnic with cookies, baby crackers and cantaloupe.


Nom nom.
(Not as blissful and calm as I had imagined this though, I had cantaloupe goo all over my straw mat in an instance.)

Taking it easy.




Then we walked home beneath the cherry trees in bloom.