Poems and fiction in English by a writer from Finland.
International pictures also included.
Some facts, too. Occasionally.
What a wonderful idea! I love this photograph. :)
Three or two generations? :)
Thanks, Mick.Who knows, Liisa?
Hi Susupetal! All equal all different...Thanks for your comment on Blogtrotter, where I’m still around Rabat, but preparing to move to Casablanca… ;))Hope you have a great weekend!
I'm off to Turku on the weekend, Gil, but after that I think I'll join you in Casablanca!
What, you are going to Turku again!?
Again? It was almost two months since the last visit!
Oops, I thought you were in Turku vappuna?! I have to check my notes again, hmm... With love, the police
Your notes are wrong, I was at the cottage.No good police you:))
Not the same... and you did not even use the colours!
Simple yet thoughtful. Continuing the monochromatic theme, I see.
Members of the very same family can, indeed, look as different as these little peckies... ;)(can you here me there in Turkuuuu???)
Black and white is sometimes enough, Peter.Yes, chrome3d, colours seem to have left me and moved into the nature.I didn't hear you, Kutuharju, the lines to Turku were a little bad, but luckily I read this comment later:))
Well said, SusuP. Those four remind me of those two that this one came from. I'm the wooden one.
Well. you're not alone there among others.If that's something.
That's true even if you stand out like a wooden clothes pin. Thanks, SusuP.
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