Oh damn, it was such a nice feeling to come home and see the cornflowers blooming en masse! And there's even one purple cornflower! ♥️♥️♥️
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Oh damn, it was such a nice feeling to come home and see the cornflowers blooming en masse! And there's even one purple cornflower! ♥️♥️♥️

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Creature- and environmentcores are gaining traction at the moment, and because I am unable to do anything like the crowd (”funky programming” in my brain so to speak) and because there has been some talks in Finnish tumblr about Finnish cores, I propose FENNOCORE, which I have so far split to three subcategories, Maahiscore, Mökkicore and Vetehiscore (maahinen is Finnish nature spirit that may resemble goblins a bit, Vetehinen is water spirit and mökki is sort of holiday house).
FENNOCORE is forest and lakes and things lurking there. It’s bears and vipers and corvids, it's jumpers, and fields of rye and barley.
MAAHISCORE is moss and stones and things abandoned by (or nicked from) humans, it’s mushrooms and berries, it’s torn and mended clothes, it's holes in the ground and basket made out of roots.
MÖKKICORE is small and old log cabins, it’s scruffy outhouses with old posters on the walls, it’s rugs woven from rags, it’s mosquitoes and citronella smoke, it’s wind chimes and knick-knacks hung from the trees, it’s old shabby clothes and rubber boots, it’s wool socks and sleeping under three blankets in the summer, it’s mix ed and matched cutlery and painted plates, it’s sauna and swims under the midnight sun.
VETEHISCORE is murky water sludgy lake beds, it’s reeds and water lilies and lake weeds, it’s old glass bottles and jewelry stained and corroded by water, it’s fog floating over the water in the morning, it’s green and brown flowy clothes and thin knit sweaters, and northern pikes and perches.
I made some "whatever I felt like picking from grocery store and what I had at home" soup! Apparently it's called stone soup and in Nordic countries it's called nail soup (naulakeitto in Finnish) :D
My Finnish pagan ass is happy. I bought this coolest bear head spoon from medieval Yuletide market in my old hometown, and had a lengthy chat with the dude who made and sold it. Turns out I had bought a bear whistle with the same motiv from him years ago!
I still have to oil it and maybe sand a tiny bit, but after that it's ready for using!
Late breakfast

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No, the woodshed is in perfect condition, you meanie! It even has flowers growing on it ❤️🌷
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Maailman Ihanin Tyttö - The Loveliest Girl in the World
"The Loveliest Girl in the World is a community art project undertaken by photographer, art and social educator Miina Savolainen with ten girls from Hyvönen Children's Home. It has taken almost a decade to complete. The project is based on the idea of “empowerment” and the belief that everyone has the right to feel unique and special. The fairytale quality of the photographs reveals a truth often obscured by the rough and tumble of daily life - the person each young girl feels she really is inside. It allows the girls to regard themselves as strong and undamaged people. These photographs are deeply authentic, revealing the universal desire to be seen as good and valuable."
This dock was made from our old porch