HELLO !
I'm back at last! Haven't forgotten about my blog nor other projects, somehow time just has passed with other stuff.
When I stopped to think about WHY I started a blog in the first place, it occurred to me I wanted to replace my diary.
My first ever diary was at the age of 9. My mother gave it to me as we left Finland for wider spaces and she wanted me to record our journey. What a brilliant idea !
Somewhat in awe I started on this huge yet exciting task writing our little or bigger adventures down.
My mother, me and my little brother left Finland forgood on 14th december 1977.
We headed to La Palma first, sun, sea and lovely food. After a week holidaying we flew to Barcelona and stayed in a lovely hacienda with tiny salamanders and later in a hotel down town.
In the foyer I was mystified by an exceptionally elegant older lady, very classy, very stylish, very chique, she made such an impression on me. Everytime I saw her I would secretly observe her, the way she lit her cigarette holded between her skinny long fingers. How she closed her lips around her cigarette like it was something fragile. Then she blew the smoke very elegantly between her lips away without disturbing anyone else with her smoke. She fascinated me. The way she moved, the way she talked, the way she walked...What struck me most was the look of loneliness she had over her. Everything about her shouted money and style, yet her eyes were lonely. Her smile was lonely. Solitude was what she breathed. I had mixed feelings. I would have liked to talk to her, I tried to make contact once like children do and I received a tired smile. But neither of us spoke each others language and that was that. I often wonder what has happened to her?
Back to my diary. After Barcelona we went by bus to Andorra where we stayed in a hotel and afterwards we lived in a chalet for 3 months or something.
Good memories of lazy days me wondering on the mountains, being followed by goats (favorite animals btw) playing games with my mom and brother, reading, going in the sauna, snow, ...
I wrote lots of stuff down. I even wrote my first "novel" :-)
Then we left for our final destination and ... I lost my little bag with my diary (and novel) in it ... I forgot it somewhere on a train? in a cab? ...
The devastation is still imprinted on my soul. I had grown to love it!
So over the years I 've written dozens of diaries. But as I have moved more than a dozen times in my live I haven't been able to keep them.
Around the millenium I started to make my "visionboard" collage on the front pages and last year it looked like this, see top picture. On new years day I cut out pictures and words out of magazines about things I would like to achieve that coming year. I make a collage and everytime I open my diary I am remembered of my goals and intentions.
It is funny how some of the items do materialize and some don't or later.
And now my intention is to make out of my blog a very public "diary " with thoughts and beliefs, adventures and pictures, trials and successes...
What kind of relation do you have with blogging or writing a diary?
kristina xo
Granny squares, I'm hooked! I would like to crochet ANYwhere and ANYplace! Does someone know if you are allowed to crochet on the plane? Or is the hook considered a dangerous item? On Tuesday I'm leaving for 2 weeks to Finland, YES!!! Crocheting up high in the sky seems the max :-) oh the picture is of G squares for my pillow which is stained for ever by my darling nephew of 2and a half years!
My scarf with joyous colours is going strong. I do want to wrap it twice around my neck though, so still some knitting to do!
Hurray, my second attempt at growing an avocado plant seems to go well, will I have a green mini plant once back from Finland? Don't you just loooooove Alys Fowler with her avocado Alys? See youtube!She has definitely inspired me in more ways than gardening, I would love to have her wardrobe!!!
On the balcony (also a second try ) growing my own herbs seems promising. There is definitely something green arising from the dark soil in the left container(?) at the front are my sunflowers and at the back strawberries, which were delicious in my soyghurt! Oh did you notice the cutest watering can ever?! I looooooooooove summer YES I do!
