This morning started out like most days, caffeinated and optimistic. It took some time to get the nerve to get out the door. After navigating slushy streets I found myself at the local thrift store. I visit frequently, usually to drop off donations, yet this afternoon I spent some time to explore the aisles.
Although I lingered a little longer than the usual drop off, I did manage to find a few treasures. One, in particular, being the stellar new pair of scissors as seen in the next image. Another treasure of Dutch creation, a game of pick up sticks, was a must for my home entertainment.
The errands continued, and so did the slushy streets. I managed to walk a few miles before meeting with my husband and ending our Friday evening at a local spot for our weekly coffee date. Tonight was special though, we indulged in a few glasses of wine and had a colorful conversation of politics, humor, media. and social conduct.
This is definitely not the blog post I assumed I would be writing when I woke up this morning but sitting here now, I am grateful for the day. I struggle with getting outside, especially during winter. But it is days like today that inspire and motivate me to push the anxious behavior aside and be proactive in my life.
Earlier this year, I went around town on a photo mission. Since then the seasons have changed, but my inspiration has lingered throughout the year. I found myself biking down a familiar route, and enjoying the contrasting architecture and water vistas of Helsinki.
The seasons have yet to turn officially, but autumn has surely made a mark in corners of the capital. Even though what matters most is that for now the warmth of the sun can still be felt on the skin, and the sky still does that big, blue, beautiful thing.
I am embracing the next season with open arms and an open mind. In hopes to welcome new changes in my habits, career, and perspective. Still apprehensive about the ominous winter that follows, it is time to shed past practices that no longer serve me. All this, whilst living in Helsinki.
xx – nasty trash
This week I am posting on location in a rough stream of consciousness. I have decided to continue with my evening, a well deserved date night with my beloved partner, and share some thoughts about this moment.
Although most of my Friday nights tend to grow more similar as the months go by, I am beginning to crave moments of spontaneity. In between the meals and beers, I am finally starting to feel humbled my surroundings. To be fair, lately, my environment has not been the most comforting aspect of my life. And this evening I can finally say with confidence my home soothes me.
August is my favorite month in Helsinki. I feel at ease with the climate, daylight hours, and reasonable work schedule of the people. Things feel mellow, and the extremes of the midnight sun and sunless winter are just passing thoughts.
Just like the ominous conversations I share with my husband about season finales for Game of Thrones, I have similar feelings towards the winter ahead. Although in this moment, next to the sea and a beer in hand, I feel grateful to be alive and breathing the Baltic air.
Until next week
xx – nasty trash