En route by Train (Daily Photo) One

Posted in the Daily Photo series
Poetry & Photography & Humour

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“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker

En route by Train (Daily Photo) One

Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy

Early morning in January
I was really in a hurry
The venue was set in the city
And feeling a little giddy
After all travelling by train
Was not something to do in vain
Especially in the middle of winter
With temperatures below zero
And myself certainly no sprinter
And even less of a hero

Reaching the train station
After half jogging the way
Then I heard the notification
The train had been delayed
No indication as to arrival time
But they told us, all was fine
Just a minor snafu
The train would be there in a few

A few minutes went by
On the platform standing by
Then after a while
Waiting for the train to arrive
I was wishing I had taken the car
I would have been so very far

Oh what fun and joy!
Toes, fingers and nose freezing
The snow storm’s intensity increasing
Now I know, this was a winter’s ploy!

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Welcome to Hell-sinki!

Posted in Around the World in Photographs
Travel, Photography, Poetry 

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“Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.”Anita Desai

Welcome to Hell-sinki!

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Welcome to up North
Where the polar bears roam…

No wait! Wrong intro! Let’s try again…

Welcome, to the city that never sleeps
Well, actually, we like to go to bed really early….

Ok, one more time:

Welcome to Helsinki!
A quaint little town up North
I am sure you will enjoy!

That’s it?
Yes, what’s wrong?
Nothing, sounds a little dull…
Well, let’s let the travellers decide!

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Tea Time: Happy National Tea Month!

Happy National Tea Month!

Hearts’ Favorite Drink - Black Tea

“Make it so!” Captain Jean-Luc Picard

Tea Time!

Tea, hot, with a twist of lemon
Maybe enjoyed even in Bremen
The delightful aroma
Can lull you to a coma
In company or solitude
It is a prelude
To a life’s passion
A sweet sensation
When into the dark liquid dipping
Whether gulping or sipping
Enjoy the moment of pure bliss
For who could resist
Tea time

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Tea, Earl Grey, Hot: Happy National Tea Month!

Happy National Tea Month!

“Enjoy life sip by sip, not gulp by gulp” The Minister of Leaves, The Republic of Tea

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Tea, Earl Grey, Hot

Slow down
Listen
To the world
Around
Forget
That strife
Just Enjoy
Without a ploy
The simple pleasures,
Purest treasures
Of life

A cup of tea,
Plain and simple
Easy as
Your A, B, C
Soon you’ll see
A dimple
On your cheek
Will sneak

Breathe in
Breathe out
Relinquish
All doubt
Nothing to it
You can do it
Relax a while
It is no guile

Soon enough
The moment
That should have
Forever lasted
Has passed
You are back
On track

Remembering,
Hoping
The moments
Between now
And running out
To the
wide open
Would last
Longer than
A token  

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What’s in a Name?

Celebrating “Name Day”
Posted in humour, celebration

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“Through the grayest of stones I’ll go”

What’s in a Name?

Given Name GUNILLA
GENDER: Feminine
USAGE: Swedish

Swedish variant of GUNHILD

OTHER LANGUAGES: Gunnhildr (Ancient Scandinavian), Gunhild (Danish), Gunhild, Gunnhild (Norwegian), Gunhilda (Scandinavian)

The meaning of the name “Gunilla” is: “Battle maiden”

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We Scandinavians have the funny habit of celebrating our “name days”. The names are dotted into the calendar and for each day, several names have their celebration. Today, on the thirtieth of January, is my name day: Gunilla. Also been called Gun, Gunu and Nilla. Not to mention the very popular “Gorilla”, back on the lower levels in school!
I found this very funny stuff on the world wide web, as if the name would define the character, but still some of it fits to my personality.

Enjoy!

Who is she?

Friendly and communicative, Gunilla has plenty of charm and magnetism. A sociable extrovert, she is pleasant, cheerful and very likable. She was born to express herself, interact with others and have a good time. She seeks the company of others and enjoys exchange and discussion, even though it is often a one-sided affair.

Gunilla goes through phases where, like the grasshopper in the fable she is inclined to an easy life of having fun and enjoying the pleasures of this world – which naturally entails a certain amount of dissipation… followed by other periods where she imitates the ant, bravely facing life´s challenges and capable of putting up with constraints as well as considerable effort, discipline and determination.

Gunilla is a concrete, materialistically orientated woman, who never loses sight of the financial side of life. She would therefore make a great business woman – persuasive and perspicacious, courageous and wise.

Encourage her creative streak and to make the most of her gift for communication through music, singing, theatre, literature or languages. It is important to compensate for her tendency to be fickle and spread herself too thinly by inculcating the value of order, method and discipline; she would benefit from experiencing the satisfaction of a job well done. Gunilla is endearing and… a real chatterbox.

What does she like?

As much as she enjoys the bright lights of society and the company of others, Gunilla nevertheless appreciates peace and quiet, security and stability. While she can appear sophisticated at times, she is more inclined to all that is natural, simple, sober and genuine. Security isn´t necessarily synonymous with routine, and Gunilla is a highly imaginative woman.

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Caturday, 2016-01-30

In honour of Caturday, for all cats everywhere
Poetry, Song and Photography

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“You know, from my point of view, I’m the luckiest cat on the planet” Hugh Hefner

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The cat in the mirror
The sleek feline figure
Eyes blue as sapphire
Her spirit filled with fire
Herself does she admire

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Throwback Thursday 2016-01-28

Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

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“Just an FYI: Thursday the 12th is just as rare at Friday the 13th.”

Throwback Thursday 2016-01-28

Each Thursday we walk down memory lane and dig deeply into the archives of Rantings Of A Third Kind. For these posts, I have chosen some of my personal favourites. Some of them may tickle the funny bone, some even provoke thoughts and some of them will give you a view of the world in photographs taken by yours truly.

Here are a few featured today for your enjoyment today:

 
The Devil only asked for my Little Finger, but stole my Whole Hand (Repost TBT)

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Fool me Once, or a Few more Times (Repost TBT)

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I need a Different Tune to Sing to (Repost TBT)

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Let the Rantings continue!!!
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I need a Different Tune to Sing to (Repost TBT)

Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

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“Do more, complain less”

I need a Different Tune to Sing to

Repeat this mantra and you’ll soon believe it
Turning into a complete little shit
“My head is empty, my head is empty, my head is empty,
completely and abso-freaking-lutely empty”

Not one sensible thought passing through
The mind no longer sharp and clever
The neurons and positrons or what ever
Have turned into some kind of inert goo

Head spinning around like being possessed
Just like Linda Blair in the Exorcist
The thought pattern repeating those same old tunes
Feels like running on mere fumes

Stuck and totally out of luck
Like a sitting duck awaiting the slayer
Or a broken needle on a record player
Not adding any new layers

Complaining more and nothing gets done
Seems the mojo is lost and so is all the fun
It is time to change the needle or the record
Even if it takes a lot of effort

Repeating this mantra and soon you will believe
The best proven remedy to achieve
Is to do more and complain less
And in a new tune singing your way out of this mess

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The Devil only asked for my Little Finger, but stole my Whole Hand (Repost TBT)

Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

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“I wake up and I see the face of the devil and I ask her, “What time is it?”
And she says, How much time do you want?” Diamanda Galás

The Devil asked for my Little Finger but stole my Whole Hand

You finally sunk onto the level
Where you were ready to deal with the Devil
Cutting the deal might have seemed easy
But what you found out made you queasy

What you didn’t realize when offering one finger
The Devil had hers crossed while your decision was a linger
What you thought was a small and simple deal
Turned out to be much more than a steal

You see, when striking a deal with the Devil
You will be entering at your own peril
To a contract you think you can choose
Much more than you care to loose

So, now that you got what you wanted
Still, you can’t help feeling haunted
Your eyes always checking the stern
Wondering, if and when she will return…

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Fool me Once, or a Few more Times (Repost TBT)

Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

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“Fool me seven times, shame on you. Fool me eight or more times, shame on me” Amy Futurama

Fool me Once, or a Few more Times

I may look like the fool
But I am actually cool
I may act like a tool
But I got schooled
So don’t be too cruel
And abide by this rule
Fool me once
I will bounce
Fool me twice
Oh, you got spice!
Fool me a few more times
And I will show you in rhymes
How you have to show your dimes
And pay, for your crimes

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