Yesterday I woke up with this baby and at night I put two others to bed (and sang Magdaleena so many times during the day). A day in the company of just kids (it's been a while since the last time) was refreshing and inspiring. Oh the boundless creativity of a 5-year-old!

Rwandan Mahembe, rye porridge with black berries, Chopin and some snow slowly falling. A calm Monday morning.

We had coffee by the fire in Regatta and came home when the sun set.

Good times, last year:

January/ The park by the theatre
February/ My uncle on a visit
March/ Me and Iiris watching telly
April/ I babysit this ray of sunshine and her sister regularly
May/ Dad's breakfast
June/ Midsummer and Mariia
July/ A failed attempt to make blueberry ice cream from my new ice cream book
August/ Tanja packing for Mosambique
September/ A sunny, beautiful day in Porvoo and a long walk with my aunt
October/ Jonna roasting at Kaffa
November/ This little sweet pea
December/ A stack of flatbread, happy days










(This one inspired the whole post. I got an email from my dad with this photo. "It's May 11th, 6.15am and breakfast time.." He follows my blog. I love the irony.)

It's so peaceful in the woods. (I want to go there on a picnic in the summer.)

I take long walks, immensely enjoying the light. I am learning to trust, rest and let go. Today I walked for coffee and ended up having very good company.


"Relax, everything’s going to be all right; rest, everything’s coming together; open your hearts, love is on the way!"
(Jude 1:2, The Message)

Beautiful things come from Kenya (like Tekangu Karogoto coffee and these children).

Tanja is back from Africa. Glorious!

(picture from here)


I am doing some serious dreaming. All the plans and ideas and dreams I've had throughout the years rush at me, sharpening and deepening. What's important to me and what's me at the core becomes clearer and clearer. There are so many dreams and I can't leave any out. For years and years I feel I've been held back from what was utterly me, from things that would really fulfill me but now I have a beautiful feeling as if I'm standing at the door and my hand is on the handle already. I am beyond stoked about seeing how the dreams will begin to unfold!

For now I want to focus and listen and rest and discover. I want to learn to live under no pressure. I want to be bravely free and spontaneous and alive. And dream.

"Can you not discern this new day of destiny breaking forth around you? The early signs of my purposes and plans are bursting forth. The budding vines of new life are now blooming everywhere; the fragrance of their flowers whispers: "There is change in the air." "
(Song of Songs 2:13)

This song is one of my anthems for the journey.


(PS. I am leaving the Green Kitchen Project in 2013; I love the book but I don't like how the project creates pressure on my posting here. I'll surely still be sharing their recipes though and I encourage you to read the Green Kitchen Stories first hand as well!)