My blog has moved here. No more posts on With My Head in the Clouds. x
Just in case you missed my previous post, Ive now shut down this blog. Find my current blog here.
... to this blog.Yes, the time has come.But fear not, dear friends. This blog contains two years worth of my drabbles, and I will not throw all that to waste. So once I post this entry Ill put up a h...
Some Valentines Day musings. A few days ahead, because thats the way my brain works.Picture by the wonderful Caitlin McGauley.
My favourite albums of 2010.Anna Puu: SaharaAntti Autio Trio: Vieraita kankaita (EP)Belle and Sebastian: Write about LoveCorinne Bailey Rae: The SeaLCD Soundsystem: This Is HappeningMinä ja Ville Aho...
Something scribbled into my notebook last night.
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I dreamt of a house last night, a house with paned windows and tiny stairways and shadows slowdancing on the floor. I knew I was dreaming but it felt like a home.Ive been reading Invisible Cities by ...
Dear February,Thank you for finally being here. (And what a way to arrive!)x, IidaClick picture for source.
The three films I enjoyed most in 2010. Heartbreaking, sad-making, thought-provoking. Ultimately rewarding, as the best films are.What were your favourites?Click posters for respective trailers.
This is what my dreams look like.Click picture for source.
The week has rushed too fast for me to keep up. Its been sunny and brash, the snow a bright blue blanket over the trees outside my window. If you tilt your head way back and only look at the wide exp...
Over Christmas my hands regained their former softness and cut-free, bruise-free state. I didn’t think much about sailing. (That is to say, I could spend a few hours at a time without thinking about ...
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Today I felt like writing instead of typing.
Dreaming of summer. Of thin cotton and light shoes. Of fresh flowers and slanted sunlight. And the sea. Always the sea.Click pictures for sources.
So as it happens I won the first prize in my schools annual poetry competition a few days before Christmas. I was pretty shocked and felt like any allusion to my poem on my blog would be gloating, so...
I was supposed to write a lengthy post on bilinguality and learning languages - something scaled down from an essay Im doing for school. But then all that ferocious typing got me exhausted and I deci...
if everything happens that can’t be done(and anything’s righterthan bookscould plan)the stupidest teacher will almost guess(with a runskiparound we go yes)there’s nothing as something as one one hasn...
Happy 2011 everyone! (I still feel as though getting used to writing 2011 instead of 2010 is far too difficult a task.)I hate New Years Eve with notorious passion. Something about it - the rowdy cele...
Foxes are beginning to rival penguins as my favourite animal, mostly due to these wonderful pictures by Melinda Josie and Valerie Vulpes, respectively.
I know this is a poem weve all read too many times. But Ive recently rekindled my love for Robert Frost and this really is too exquisite for words.Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is i...
Yesterday I left my Leica home because my canvas bag is reaching breaking point and something had to go. And oh how I regretted not having a camera with me. The light was beautiful, you see, and ther...
English punctuation is completely ridiculous. You know why?There are no rules.Way back when we learnt punctuation in school, Finnish classes focused on the rules. This clause requires a comma, this o...
I woke up today to find my windows half obscured by the snow on the windowpanes. Our house looks like its been laced with icing and sugar.No school today (because today is the Finnish Independence Da...
Dear Tea,Thank you for continuously being so incredibly perfect for any occasion, any season. (Especially this one.) Theres nothing better than watching the snowflakes and drinking tea.Love always,Ii...
Exam week is finally over and done with and I have so many plans and things to do and Im so so so happy.I have so many things to tell you, I dont know where to start.But maybe I could tell you about ...
"I dreamed you were a cosmonautof the space between our chairsAnd I was a cartographerof the tangles in your hair"(Andrew Bird: Armchairs)Pictures from Graphic Photons.
Im in the middle of a snowstorm right now. (Well, a small-scale snowstorm, but still.) I love it.Everythings quiet but for the humming of the wind. And I know when I go outside tomorrow morning, the ...
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