a breath of air
A particular sense of clarity often comes to me after spending time with friends in the bright and icy Canadian North. I have always thrived on constant change and the fast pace of life in international cities. We lived in various countrysides during my childhood, and I decided early on that bustling urban centres were more my cup of tea. Despite still feeling this way, I have to admit that the slower style of rural life can be refreshing (albeit briefly... I couldn't cope with dial up internet access and outhouses in the long term). Everything is simpler- from meals to daily activities. Chopped wood is stacked outside of people's homes, and bear-like dogs stand watch at all times. After dinner events include watching the stars while huddled up around a fire, or rolling around in snow between backyard sauna sessions (yes, naked).
I've traded in my Miu Mius for snowshoes (a painful but practical must) and am enjoying myself, but I look forward to seeing my urban pod again. The one [fabric, and therefore] fashion related thing I will truly miss from here is the abundance of marimekko...
In regard to queries, the picture at top right is of mutti and an exquisite herbal tea (boiling water is poured over a tiny bulb, and it opens up into an elaborate flower)
Special note: Happy Birthday to P! xoxo