1941

 

I watched this Finnish war movie, The Unknown Soldier. It's nearly 3 hours so I expected it to be really boring, and was saying to myself I'm watching it to "revise history" (I have my final exam almost immediately as I go back to school, sigh.) and it's also a Finnish classic. Shows just how you shouldn't have any prejudices; I really liked it! I think I might hit the library and see if they have some other war movies..

P.s. The Victoria sandwich was guid too!

so everyone walks with their heads down and no one sees how beautiful the sky is.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 "I wonder how many people notice us, but we don't notice them because we are too busy noticing someone else who will never notice us."

I'm really loving this holiday. I've done absolutely nothing and it's been just so... liberating. I hardly leave the house, once or twice a week max. I've seen three of my friends after coming back to Finland. You'd think it gets dull spending every day by yourself but no. I'm really liking this.

I don't dress fancy and I haven't been bothered to doll up my face most days. I go for a swim almost every day so there's no point in doing the make-up and then messing it all up. Suppose you appreciate the smaller things by just lazing. At least I don't often stop and take pictures of the sky. But it truly is beautiful.

 

 

 

i live for food

 

I've spent so many days reading cookery books,

 

transforming these...

 

into this,

 

wearing dresses,

 

eating ice cream,

 

(ok, technically these aren't ice cream...

 

...but Fruity FreeZze Pops)

 

munching these cute biscuits,

 

and just enjoying the last weeks of my summer holiday.

laundry day

 

Top - H&M

Jumpsuit (can you call that a jumpsuit?) - London

Shoes - New look

 

 It's not really a laundry day, we don't even have one. There's been so much washings that something's been hanging out drying all the time. Before this summer I still had to call mama every time I did the laundry to ask what temperature and programme every piece of clothing needs. Not anymore. As mama's working I've had to do a lot more housework and am proud to say that I know how to use the washing machine. (Na, I'm not really proud..)

I've already selected some of grandma's clothes that I want to keep for myself. My grandmother never wore trousers as she felt they were for men only. My sister has taken quite a few of her dresses and skirts but I don't mind because I would've had to narrow and shorten them all. So here's some cardigans I think I'll use. Oh, grandma never wore red as well. It's funny! Pretty much all of her clothes are blue or green.

 

 

I have this in a  purplish colour too. They were a Christmas present for grandma and mama from our American cousin. Now they're both mine!

 

 

 I really like the check pattern and the buttons but... I'm not sure about this one yet.

 

 

Might take a bit of the fabric off from the back so it'll fit better, though it's nice as it is. We'll see.

My stomach's screaming for food so I'd better make some lunch now. Have a brilliant day♥!

PIE

 

A plum pie I made. I'm starting to be such a domestic goddess! This was the first pie with the crust on top, I've always wanted to make one. After all, it's not that hard. The pie wasn't that sweet and for someone with a sweet tooth (like me...) it might not taste that good. Everyone else but I really liked it though! From now on there'll be a lot more pies in our table:) This is only a basic pastry (American stir 'n' stir crust is the name, I think.) and plum halves in between. I had a recipe I was using but I didn't follow it that strictly.. As a friend of mine once said: Laura and rules don't fit in the same sentence. That goes with recipes as well.

princesses wear pink and sleep under baldachins

 

 

Top - 2nd hand

Shorts - New look/Diy

 

Is love a fancy, or a feeling? No.

It is immortal as immaculate Truth,

'Tis not a blossom shed as soon as youth,

Drops from the stem of life--for it will grow,

In barren regions, where no waters flow,

Nor rays of promise cheats the pensive gloom.

A darkling fire, faint hovering o'er a tomb,

That but itself and darkness nought doth show,

It is my love's being yet it cannot die,

Nor will it change, though all be changed beside;

Though fairest beauty be no longer fair,

Though vows be false, and faith itself deny,

Though sharp enjoyment be a suicide,

And hope a spectre in a ruin bare.

 

I've been watching Austen movies, reading a little, swimming even littler, eating loads of nice summery foods (=ice cream and strawberries, haha:) ) and reading poetry. I loved writing poems when I was wee but I've never been that into poetry. Except now. I've read this really thick book of poems and really enjoyed it. Suppose it's the Higher English working its magic. Or Mr Greig just got me brainwashed during last year.

Today I've got to abandon my princess life and start doing something more constructive. I've only now, after a month, unpacked everything  after getting back from Scotland. My room's in a serious need of tidying. And it's Sunday today and I'll be in the kitchen all day. This'll be the 2nd Sunday roast I'm making. Last week I prepared a chicken for the first time ever and it was really good. I don't know why I didn't take any pictures as I was so proud of my first Sunday roast. Especially as it was almost as good as what my hostdad did! (Okay, I have a long way to that. Yet it was good!)

P.s. The earlier is Sonnet VII by Hartley Coleridge. Heard it in Sense and Sensibility for the first time and it's really beautiful, don't you think?

living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see

 

"Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields..." I've been wanting to sing Strawberry fields all day. Such a perfect song for today - we went strawberry picking. It didn't even take that long to pick up 10 litres. I was complaining all the time but come to think of it, it was alright. And I'll be glad I did it when it's winter and we'll still have strawberries!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

violets are blue

 

 

Shorts - Zara

Top - Gift from France

Scarf - 2nd hand

 

 

 

 

 

One of the nicest things in summer is flowers. We have wildflowers in vases pretty much all the time as long as it's possible. When I was wee picking flowers for mama was my favourite "chore". It's still nice, I don't think about it as a chore anymore though.

Violets are my favourite flowers. It probably springs from the fact that my 3rd name is Orvokki, which is Violet when translated. (It could be Pansy as well, but I don't like the word. I don't even use it. For me pansies don't exist, they're all violets.) I loved that name so much and when I was around 5 I tried to make people use it as my first name. No luck there. I'm quite happy to be Laura nowadays but violets are still my favourites.