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Steps in the Evening Sun

May 15, 2015, 4:35 am
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Pienin harppauksin - ylioppilasjuhlat saavat kiiruhtamaan kuistia kaffittelukuntoon. Tähän syntyy lunetten mentävä aukko. Kevätillat saavat jatkamaan. Millään ei malttaisi laskea käsistään nyt, kun valoa vihdoin on.
Small steps - in two weeks we´ll have a matriculation party and hopefully be having some coffee at the veranda, too.
 Ilta-aurinko saa kaiken suuntaamaan valoon, vaeltamaan puutarhan poluilla ja hiljentymään ensimmäisten pääskysten lennon äärelle.


A survivor of the winter  and the fresh apricot
paint - lovely together.
 Salissa pelargonia kurkottaa kohti valoa, ja talven aikaan aprikoosin sävyn saanut paperi hehkuvat kilpaa.

Just before the bed-time...
Vielä viimeinen silaus ja valkopippurointi kiteille!
My past-time - veranda windows with English red and some white pepper to keep the small birds away from the tasty putty next winter
I can't wait to enjoy the first afternoon-coffee and a rainy day nap...
En malta odottaa ensimmäisiä kahvikekkereitä ja sadepäivän päiväunia...
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Wellcome to Rumar!

May 24, 2015, 5:04 am
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Valmistelemme touhulla Avoimet kylät -tapahtumaamme lauantaille 6.kesäkuuta! Haluamme, että päivästä tulee kaikille viihtyisä ja iloinen - ja että kotikylämme ja tilamme olisivat oikein edukseen. Tänään on rustattu mainoksia ja kuistia.
 Tutustu perinnerakentamiseen ja sen työtapoihin ja nauti pop-up Café Cecilian kasviskeitosta ja kahvipöydän herkuista la 6.6. klo 10-18! 
           Meidät löydät Rumarintie 571:stä.

Wellcome to enjoy a summer day at Pellas, Rumar, Korppoo and learn about traditional way to renovate! Café Cecilia has on its pop-up menu a vegetarian soup and delicious cakes. You can also take a walk around the village with a help of a brochure - don't forget to take your bathing suit and a towel!

Rumar on vanha luotsikylä, johon pääset tutustumaan kävelyretkiesitteen avulla, ota mukaan myös uimahousut ja pyyhe! Varauksia ja kysyttävää: 
0400 888 105 Mamma Maarit.

Katso koko ohjelma: www.avoimetkylat.fi
Finally our summer veranda has got windows. The wooden parts got their last bit of paint and have now dried enough. It is like our veranda can now see - and we, too. The 
spring outside.


The coloured glass and the old transparent glass give a special shine to the light that comes in. The laundry-sauna cottage will get its veranda this summer.
Now we'll carry in an old wooden sofa. I know where I will have my morning tea tomorrow.

Thank you, Pia and Atelje Arvids at Hotel Nestor, Korppoo for the coloured glass and a job well done with the installation Lasi Roininen!

Please, pay a visit at: http://www.ateljearvids.fi/englanti.htm
http://www.lasitusliikeroininen.fi/

Ja tervetuloa meille kylään!
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One Week to go!

May 28, 2015, 10:34 am
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Week full of preparations for the next Saturday and Wellcome-to-our-village Day!
Päivät ovat olleet täynnä mukavaa touhua, kun ensi lauantain Avoimet kylät -tapahtuma lähestyy!

If the weather doesn't allow us to sit in the garden with our coffee&cake the veranda is a nice place to sit and listen to the rain drops.
Vanhaan saunaankin pääsee kurkistamaan. Ruusu, piharatamo ja kehäkukka hellivät kesävarpaita.
Have a look at the old sauna, too! Bath of rose leaves, calendula and broadleaf plantain for the feet.


Aili Kalela, mother of my mother-in-law and her wedding monograms now decorating sauna curtains...
We are gathering materials, paints, books to see, drawing before and after -signs, wandering how many litres to cook soup.. We are glad to show how it is to live here and how it is to renovate with traditional methods. And most of of to meet people in summer-mood!
Kylttejä, opastelehtiä, kirjallisuuspöytä. Keräämme esille maaleja, pellavaa, työvälineitä, piirrämme ennen ja jälkeen -tauluja, mietimme, kuinka monta litraa soppaa keitämme... On hauskaa päästä esittelemään miten täällä eletään ja miten vanhaa kunnostetaan vanhoilla menetelmillä. Ja on hauska tavata kesäihmisiä!

http://avoimetkylat.fi/

http://www.vskylat.fi/avoimet-kylat/
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Rumar with Open Arms

June 17, 2015, 8:38 am
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Chocolate cake baked with jam from our own cherries, my mother's Kentucky cake, buns and the vege soup with archipelago bread, that was on the menu... A week ago we opened our doors and welcomed everyone to Café Cecilia and to learn about traditional way of renovating houses. The best were the visitors! Eager renovators, curious city-people, friends from the island, foreigners wondering if we really live like this.
August who built our house in early 1870s and his wife Cecilia
Our home is usually full of children, books, news papers, dogs on the floor but for this one day we wanted to show our shiny side...
We had gathered magazines, articles and books from our home library to study
The most lovely china

Paints and brushes we like to use
The main living-room, now a painter's work shop
Veranda waiting for the eager readers

In the new sauna-laundry cottage still log and some of the windows waiting

Linen, putty, old-fashioned nails...
Next year again.. This was fun!

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Highlight of the Summer

June 25, 2015, 10:03 am
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Tämä merkillinen kesä on jatkanut viileydellään alkukesän tuntua niin, että jokainen lämmin päivä on ollut yllätys, tupsahdus toiseen aikaan. Juhannus tuli kuitenkin kylään niin kuin aina, ja kokoonnuimme salolle niin kuin aina. Meitä olivat kesätyöt sitoneet pitkälle iltaan, mutta onneksi isoisä, Faffa oli tehnyt Pellaksen kranssin.
Every warm sunny day has surprised us this summer when the weather has been cool - more like late spring week after week. However the Midsummer came and people spending summer in our village gathered to the May pole to decorate and raise it together. We have been busy at our summer-jobs, but fortunately the grand-father had made the wreath of our farm when we were still finishing the last tasks.
Grand-mother born in Pellas has always a storage of good stories from the past, also from the old Midsummer traditions.
The pole is decorate with flowers from the nature, not from the garden.
Time to lift up the pole, all the strong men and women were commanded to help and the rest to take few steps back just in case... 


Jag tror, jag tror på sommaren.. I believe in summer...
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Autumn Specials coming up!

November 11, 2015, 8:49 am
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There is perhaps still something to find in the forest... Treasures of nature.
Pellas Home Forest - or cliffs...
Laara and Juliet


 - just we would get some more rain, then we got some more mushrooms to pick - but otherwise the early frost nights cut the season rapidly.


 All my tomatoes died, the pumpkins I manage to carry inside and cover with blankets and gather the last herbs to dry. The cellar is filled with carrots and potatoes and the onions gave a master crop this year.


Vegan Sheppard's Pie!
So it was time  to have a harvest party - so had thought the active members of our island's Culture Club, Kulturgillet!
A place for 104 islanders
Gjallarhorn was decorated by Virpi and her husband Mikko;she runs the lovely shop My Country Home      http://www.mycountryhome.fi/ - the old hall had never been more beautiful.
 Our family became involved when pappa, the father was asked to come and play with Mikko and we others to help with the arrangements.
Iris and I, happy to give a hand



The catering was arranged by Eamon, an Irish-Nauvo cook and his daughter, and yes, pulled beef, potatoes and sallads, it was an honour to the harvest!

The local baker Titti Bruun had made the organic bread 
https://www.facebook.com/Duvan-Freja-219730444765635/


Isak took his job selling tickets seriously
Everyone had helped with the coffee table by baking cakes -
 I and Virpi tried not to start before the guests

His most devoted fan...
Little Sun Flower Girl -
songs made for our children on their big day one after another... Now performed for a bigger audience
No evidence from the dance part but yes, we did dance the night away.... Doing together, sharing, that is  the very special thing of  living in a small community like this that I really enjoy - it makes me feel belonging here.
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Notre solidarité, Paris

November 13, 2015, 11:13 pm
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My thoughts are in Paris and everywhere where people enjoy their Friday evening after hard days at work - like we did few months ago. Innocent pleasures.
The charm of worn-off tables and people bent over their café
Step from the archipelago peace to  metropol liveliness
Cosy views on Saturday mornings
A memorable lunch at Chèz Alain...
Ordinary people on an ordinary weekend à la parisienne
Precious

Creativity
Joy of life
Old couples in love
Children and echo of tears
So sweet
Time and place to sit and chat


Encounters
Peace over roofs of Paris
Something we were not used to - do we have to?
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Humanity

November 14, 2015, 9:37 pm
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Grand titel. I have been thinking about it a lot. What is it? Some defend it by demanding fenches and spreading jealousy, missbelief and accusations. 

I found the answer when someone was trying to defend the rights of the animals. When you treat the animals like you would like yourself to be treated, it can be called humane. I wish we could treat the human beings the same way, too.
Pupils of our islands had an opportunity to try how it feels when you are fleeing like the animals are fleeing a great fire. På flykt!
The workers of The Red Cross played Somalian authorities that were the first to meet the poor refugees seeking for help.
We teachers played the assistant roles of guards, soldiers - or nurses from Mogadishu.
The long journey took them finally over to Finland, but it was after hundreds of kilometres and many dangers.
At the camp of Red Cross they met the first people with a heart to help. They were exhausted.
One of ten could stay.
The others started their journey back.
How did it feel? Lucky it was only a role-play, not the real life. We could all return home. 
When we look back we shall realize how special this was, a change is happening now and here.
I wish we could read the history books with proud, not ashamed.
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Almost One of Us

November 17, 2015, 7:44 am
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He really spent two summers here, Sibelius, the most famous Finnish composer whose Finlandia always manages to raise hair in my neck and lift my eyes far to the horizon. 
Near the Korppoo Mansion his family had rented a cottage to spend some summer weeks in the archipelago.
From mansion Sibelius and his familymembers found a kindred spirit, the lady of the house and together they then played what Sibelius had composed during the precious night.
And that is why every summer we remember him on our island, Korppoo and especially last summer when it is 150 years of his birth. Sibelius Week means classical music performed in the archipelago by musicians who know their task - to raise both the hair and the sight.


So last summer we attended a late evening concert at the Korppoo mansion. The main house painted rosy was lit by candles at the window shelves and the lovely rooms shimmering in the light of the sun set.



Finlandia was composed as a part of a larger work from the time of Russian opression in the end of the 19th century. That evening we listened to his early music from the time when he was still a student and could hear the tunes of old folk melodies. It felt amazing that a group of Australian musicians Flinders Quartet could find the way to play that I felt it sounded Finnish - and they managed to raise my hair, sight and tears. 



We resently visited the home of Sibelius, Ainola we learnt that he saw the tunes as colours, for example f-dour could be a special green. The tree tops of the summer night outside grew dark green while we sat and listened sitting in the same room he was said to have played himself.

http://www.sibelius.fi/english/ 
http://sibelius150.org/en/ 
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Happiness

November 21, 2015, 5:51 am
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...are the weekends at home.
Our favourite waste of time this autumn...
when the sun was setting...
...but you would like to wander around the silent garden.


And of course when the extra hands to help at home...


it was time to take up Pellas Flickan.


 What has been the high-light of your autumn?
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Jazz and Sundays

November 22, 2015, 5:32 am
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Korpo Sea Jazz, last summer by the Smuggler King's house, now the Hjalmar's Restaurant
People gathered to listen, enjoyed the sun and company and ice cream.

Then last night Korpoström archipelago center, stormy evening, lights flickering and everyone preparing for a power cut. Niklas Winter was driving from the continent with Jani Moder from Slovenia wondering: - Where on earth are we going to? 

Soon-to-be-winter-jazz 
Sea and waves outside behind the dark pier
And Sunday morning and the moon that had forgotten itself
And home-work...
but not for Elissi! She was planning something quite different.

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The Charm of December Days

December 10, 2015, 5:50 pm
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When we manage to get out despite of the weather the colours and soft light feel comforting.
Over the Pellas fields into the home forest and back home with some greens in the basket.
Time before Christmas is filled with traditions - for me the 1st Advent is one.
To sing Hoosianna in our lovely medieval church. 


And baking the ginger-bread house... I love the ginger bread models. Many are made at my childhood village Hyyriä in Vähäkyrö, Ostrobothnia where they still have the knowlegde of the old craftmen. This years novelty, The Iron Lady, Eiffel Tower is though a memory from Paris.
...even if I manage to forget at least one plate in the oven every year... They are then called the perfum gingers, stored in an open jar on the top of the kitchen shelf...
Last Sunday it was our independence day which I began in church and then followed the ceremony outside by the graves of those died in the 2nd World War. 


Korppoo men.


It did taste nice to have some glögg and ginger breads back inside - and then home for the church coffee, a good black cup in the Sunday morning.
Another weekend with lovely moments ahead of us. Lucia, the girl with the light will visit our school already today, better remember my hankies... This is Christmas at its best to me, moments, silence, the near ones, sharing.

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Sweet Days of Hush

December 10, 2015, 6:02 pm
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Memories and thoughts along this autumn...

Some days are just like the door of our fridge!
Does your door look like ours?
And then you need just a small reminder...
that there is not rush...
but hush.
And walking in the garden makes the days seem endless in the same way as...
I could just sit and watch the new family members, the kittens Trissa and Elissi when they start their gymnastics after the breakfast table - I have trained them well, haven't I?


And Isak 6 years learnt how to write before he learnt to read.
Very useful scill now that we are waiting for the Christmas...
so Santa, here it comes!
But first some work!
The windows are getting frames one after another.
Then the pleasure! A day-trip to Turku - and with only a short to-do-list...
The river Aura and the cathedral on a crispy autumn day

Can you guess what are we about to do? 
Our new favourite Osteria Ovo 
But no pictures of the main course - they just vanished!
If I have learned something this autumn,
it is to have less rush and more hush,
shorter to-dos and longer to-bes.
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Village People

December 17, 2015, 7:48 am
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Only few days to Christmas, so high time to remember the last big gathering together in our village. It was June and the event Open Villages.
Like all big events we had the guardians, August and Cecilia in the picture taken in front of the main house year 1904. There weren't so many visitors but if I can count our reliable nice neighbours who came twice, we got 15 guests! And we did not count ourselves...
We decided to take part in the Open Villages -event by opening our farm, showing the traditional way to renovate and offer vegetarian lunch & café.
Soup and Salvation!

The visitors got a ready dose of information - about materials and technics, hints and inspiration.
The big living-room could be presented as "a before" example...
And veranda as "after"...

In the laundry-sauna cottage you could mostly see the former stages and surfaces that will be then hidden behind paper and panelling.
I have already for some time wanted to arrange something during the winter season, too. A glögg-afternoon, X-mas decoration work-shop? Grand-mother Anita has told us how in the old days people of our village used visit each other especially during the Christmas days, today here, tomorrow at the neighbours - a nice tradition to take up again..?

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Holy Days

January 5, 2016, 2:57 am
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Forest has a magical effect. Everything becomes easier, breathing, walking. You could go on for hours. And while your eyes adopt to the natural light you see all the different colours and shades, see life despite the winter and frost. 
But the one thing that is demanding every year, that is to find the perfect Christmas tree. It took us to the other side of Pellas Home Forest, behind the big cliffs and near the old path to church this year.






Now the tree stands in the large living room - for the first time - until the 13th January, day of Nuutti when the Christmas time ends at us. The room that had been used to paint and store, was emptied of the wood, piles of panel, buckets of paint, and has now been the center of our Christmas, by the fire, around the long table.





These holy days have seemed endless, peaceful and calming. Books, long walks & monopoly games, good films, lots of chocolate and increasing light - Christmas in the archipelago. 
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A Beach and a Boy

January 7, 2016, 11:52 am
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It is starting to feel like January with frost and snow flakes - a perfect weather for a long walk!
We were suprised by two elks that made their way with force through the bushes across the small road to the village beach. It began to feel much more exciting after that and not only the dogs were listening to every sound from the forest - until we came to the shore. 
Then it was only the sea that filled all the sences. The sound is harsh in the winter and there are all kind of other voices that are made by the frozen stones above the water, icicles building by the waves. Still, the open sea makes the air feel warmer here than in the village.


ISAK
'A long walk' means provisions. Picnic sheltered by the cliffs - glögg and cinnamon rusks... 
Kopphäll Light and the fairway of our summer adventures... All winter time to plan routes and escapes!

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Following the Path

January 9, 2016, 6:40 am
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On the other side of the field there is the home forest, a path and a mighty tree..
...that used to separate the earth and the sky and hold them on their own places.
Even if the tree is over hundred years old and has no more green needles it is alive.
It is a home for many and it will take another hundred years before there is nothing left of it.
The tree just calls you to put your cheek against its bark that is so hard that it wouldn't burn in a forest fire and to tie your arms around it even if you cannot reach to touch. You feel rooted and safe.
The path leads to the home forest which was thought to be the kingdom of Hiisi, Tapio and others and where you were not allowed to harm a thing without a reason and asking a permission.
The well provides water for the forest animals and it too is a home for fauna that can be thousands of years old.









If you wash your face with the fount water you will be spireted and perky the whole year.
The path is not only used by us but by the elks and deer as well so it stays open.
On the top of the cliffs there is a white stone where it is said the snakes gathered to meet but it is not the only secret up here where people thought your sacreficies and prayers were best heard.
After the Ice Age the ground started to arise because of the upthrust, but it took thousands of years before there was nothing above the sea. This spot is about 30 metres above the sea level and down there is a hole the seal hunters made 3500-2500 years ago during the Bronze Age.
The cellar
So for the hunters and fishermen these cliffs were a safe harbour on an endless sea.
One of my favourite routes home down by the rock face...
... while she prefers the ones up.
Back safe - without that the goblins took us under the forest.. Not that I was worried.
We always come home richer than we left though hands empty like this time and she is the only one strengths left to run. What does give you the same feeling of peace & having gained?

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Fishing under the Ice

February 5, 2016, 9:40 pm
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Iris fishcasting: Saturday morning, the north side of Korpo main island. Iris, three weather-beaten islanders, a dog and a quad. 10 centimeters of ice. 
Summer cottages in their winter sleep.
Mum, we absolutely need a quad of our own.
Two holes and a crowler with a rope under the ice, a lot of cigarettes and strong words to give it a push. Yes, I promise not to repeat them.
And they trusted the quad in my hands... I L-O-V-E-D it.
And mum, they did like the gingerbread cookies and glögg you packed with us even if pappa thought you do not always have to have something to eat when going outdoors.

Laara behaved like a dog, agreed to wait and barked only at a strange macho with a bigger quad. We should have left her to guard the net - after the first nights someone had been there to empty it. Our share after the second try: two fine whitefish! Huge, of course.
Roger over & out. Iris from the Ice.
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The Birds Are Coming!

March 2, 2016, 12:30 am
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At least  some goldeneyes and goosanders have arrived and I think some others with two-feet, too. The village is starting to wake up from a peaceful winter sleep.
Time to take out a boat and forget about the ice fishing.
A few degrees and it is time to throw off the winter coat, that is to have a swim for the first time...
Time to plan the new season...
And there is more light and more birds every day - and special kind of energy!

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Visiting the southern neighbour and Miss Spring

March 6, 2016, 11:38 pm
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I had already for a longer time dreamt of visiting my cousin Jonas from 19th century.
Many decided to emigrate to USA and so did his ancestor who was from the family line of younger brother - the elder kept the family estate, that is my ancestor and his had to seek for an own.
But before the whole family had travelled there the head of the family died and a baby girl was born "half way" to America, in Denmark. She was the grand-mother of my cousin Jonas that I had never met. It became a real holiday adventure. We both met my cousin Jonas who was a wonderful person and had time to see around his beautiful and interesting home town Copenhagen.
We had rented this lovely flat from the Princess Street...
AirB&B, we recommend! Our host had a great taste of music, too.

We love to walk! 
The danes love to cycle! Here's a parking place for thousand bikes!
We also tried to absurb the Hygge - that is to relax, sit in a cafe for hours, chat and enjoy, candles, Chai latte, smörrebröd and cakes....



Kafé Kys



All the time in the world.


Bike stands in the tube... We used to trains to take a look outside the capital and visited the old capital.
Love the train stations! You can reach the whole world. We got to Roskilde.
Roskilde was the town of vikings, of Harald the Bluetooth! Of the remains of old ships they had built copies and this beauty had sailed all the way to Ireland!



All the kings and queens were buried here in the Roskilde Cathedral...
And the shops...
and the treasures!
And Miss Spring.

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