My Journal
Small stories about handmade work, nature and the moments around them.
My Forget-me-nots
At the beginning of May, it’s already getting warm in the greenhouse. Even the nights no longer drop below freezing, so the growing conditions for my small perennials are finally...
My Forget-me-nots
At the beginning of May, it’s already getting warm in the greenhouse. Even the nights no longer drop below freezing, so the growing conditions for my small perennials are finally...
Crisp days
Helsinki Market Square looked beautiful, but the cold went straight to the bone. My fingers froze faster than I could even notice, and every now and then I just had...
Crisp days
Helsinki Market Square looked beautiful, but the cold went straight to the bone. My fingers froze faster than I could even notice, and every now and then I just had...