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ant hill

ant hill

At the end of summer there are still surprises to enjoy. I have never seen an ant hill before and stumbled upon many of these while walking in the forest. I find the idea that a whole world is hidden inside what looks like a meaningless hump fascinating. There must be a queen somewhere inside this small, swarming universe and every action is clearly purposeful and impeccably efficient.

free apples

free apples

People offer their apples in baskets outside their gardens: branches so full they look on the point of breaking and worms being fast eaters result in free apples for everybody. Etiquette requires you pick a handful rather than carrying away the whole basket. Going around the neighbourhood looking for apples is definitely a fun way to end any late summer afternoon.

kitchen window display

kitchen window display

Towards the end of the summer I became obsessed with collecting fresh flowers almost daily, and when flowers started to become scarce, herbs and branches. I still have no idea if the red ones are seeds or fruits but they will hopefully brighten my kitchen decor through the long winter. They seem to be preserving quite wonderfully and I have bottled dried flowers and leaves in mason jars as an additional touch (also to prevent the cat feasting on them).

The end of summer means that your mood starts to change, following the shorter days and the colder nights. While you can still enjoy warmth during the day, nights are chilly and dark. Days can be rainy and grey and the leaves start to change into that wonderful spectacle that is ruska, the autumn foliage, an explosion of reds and yellows that makes fall a very special season.

This year I was not ready to say goodbye to summer. I have never particularly liked summer while living in Italy, but I simply adore Finnish summer, never too warm, bright and relaxing (at least in the good years). But..winter is coming. The precious last days of summer are gone and now it’s time again for cookies and tea, rain coats and candles.

My fall mood is a little gloomy and between listening to Welcome to Night Vale, watching movies without a happy ending and finding it harder to keep a healthy diet I am embracing the moodiness the best I can.

I recently watched Martha Marcy May Marlene, a good movie with an intense performance by Elizabeth Olsen (don’t be fooled by her surname, the girl can act), During the movie the charismatic leader of the sect, Patrick, sings his own version of Jackson C. Frank’s “Marcy’s Song” and I personally found that moment the most haunting and intense part.

Relics of St Pancratius, Church of St Nicholas, Wil

Relics of St Pancratius, Church of St Nicholas, Wil

Autumn is the time to think about change, decay and jewelled corpses.

Goodbye summer.

Days decrease, And autumn grows, autumn in everything.”
Robert Browning

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