Poems and fiction in English by a writer from Finland.
International pictures also included.
Some facts, too. Occasionally.
This is a preparation for the old Finnish Easter tradition: Easter Sausage!Only wish you woud have filmed yourself dancing the Sausage-folksong around the fire as you must have done during the preparations. If you were doing it properly...
Smoke got into my eyes, in fact, so I was crying, but my tears dried when I ate the sausage(couldn't film it because I needed my both hands to eat!)
Even though you don't like snow you show it so well.
Well, pretending is easy, HPY, the making of illusions.
Sausage? Did someone mention sausages? :)
Yes, Mick, but we ate all already....you're way too late:))
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