Sunset on Saturday

Posted in Daily Photo

“There’s never one sunrise the same or one sunset the same.”
Carlos Santana

Sunset on Saturday

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A February Saturday
Opened up a gallery
Of a painted nature display
The setting sun
A web of colours spun
Across the horizon

Shrove Tuesday (28th of February)

Posted in Celebration/National Day

“I started a Shrove Tuesday
and then by Ash Wednesday something had happened
and I had a bottle of beer”
Mick McCarthy

Shrove Tuesday (28th of February)

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Shrove Tuesday (known in some countries as Pancake Tuesday or Pancake day) is a day in February or March preceding Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent), which is celebrated in some countries by consuming pancakes. In others, especially those where it is called Mardi Gras or some translation thereof, this is a carnival day, and also the last day of “fat eating” or “gorging” before the fasting period of Lent.

In Finland, Shrovetide took on a new meaning after the Reformation started by the German Martin Luther (1483-1546) from ca 1520 on. In the rural calendar, it marked the date by which many springtime tasks and duties, like spinning etc, should be brought to conclusion.

Nowadays Shrovetide is more of a secular festival season, a time for winter sport enthusiasts as well as for feasts of fatty foods, although the Lenten fasting ritual is not practiced among the Finnish Evangelical-Lutheran Church.

On Shrove Tuesday, children in many kindergartens and schools are taken to spend the day tobogganing, ice skating or cross-country or downhill skiing.

Popular Finnish Shrovetide desserts are Shrove buns, almond paste and whipped cream-filled sweet buns, which you will find sold in every bakery and store at Shrovetide, and Finnish oven-baked pancake served with jam. In Finland, the habit of eating Shrove buns can be dated back to the 17th century, but this tradition is even older in Sweden, where it originally came from.

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Mr Plow

Posted in Daily Photo

“I’m Mr. Plow and I’m here to say,
I’m the plowingest guy in the USA.
I got a big plow and I move a lot of things,
just like your cow if you have one!”
Homer Simpson

Mr Plow

When you are in trouble
And it’s snowing full throttle
No need to struggle
Just call on the double

Mr Plow

Here is how
Feel the wow
Before you raise
An eyebrow
All gone is
The snow

Mr Plow

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En Route

Posted in Daily Photo

“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

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

Early morning in
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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Red Gloves

Posted in Daily Photo

“My little pretty red gloves
bring me joy and warmth;
after all it is winter!”
Gun Roswell

Red Gloves

“This is when the gloves come off!” She stated with a huff and puff.

Throwing down the protective shielding onto the ground, she was about to defy all beliefs of what would happen when exposing yourself to the elements.

It was that time of the year, when the cold season had taken over. There was no hiding from the white powdery substance covering most of the northern world. The only thing to do to survive was to put as much woven garments on top of the skin as possible. The degrees sinking down below zero in the tens, sometimes even hundreds, this season lasted for a length of six moons.

But those damn mittens! How they irritated her, especially today. They were always in the way. Grabbing things was not easy, not to mention holding a shovel.

She looked at the discarded gloves laying on the ground. Red against the whitest of snow. Pretty were they, she thought and kept staring at them, while her fingers were getting numb. Finally, as beckoning her, she scooped the offending mittens from the pile of snow, pulled them on and admired the colour and the feel of them.

Once again, she was happy in her gorgeous red mittens.

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Snowfall (TBT)

Posted in Throwback Thursday

“A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.”
Carl Reiner

Snowfall

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Snowfall on a rainy day
So?
Today is a day, in January!
What more can I say!

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Snow Mummies (TBT)

Posted in Throwback Thursday

“A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.”
Carl Reiner

Snow Mummies

Uncovered from the snow
In the dark night they glow
Small black stones for eyes
Only afraid of the sunrise
Melting their worst enemy
Cold weather the only remedy
Sitting pretty for now
Until the earth they will bow

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Mini Cooper (TBT)

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

“You Don’t Need A Big One To Be Happy!”

Mini Cooper 

Baby I can drive my car?
Guess I will be going far?
I’m not going to be a star
But I like playing a guitar
Oh and driving my car,
My Mini Cooper car!

Beep, beep, beep – Yeah!

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Umbrella (TBT)

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

“Who am I that I have to sing under an umbrella? These people are my fans, and if they can stand in the rain to hear me sing, I can stand in the rain” Bobby Darin

Umbrella 

Step under my umbrella
We can sing in a cappella
Like we were the Ella
Just out of hella
Lady or a fella

Let’s create a novella
You can play the Stella
Prance around like a gazella
Maybe invite the Cinderella
Even if she is vanilla

There is no dilemma
Here what I tell ‘Ya
It’s quite the Rockwell’a
So step under my umbrella
Just out of the hella

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White on White (Daily Photo)

Posted in the Daily Photo series
Poetry & Photography

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“You don’t take a photograph, you make it.” ― Ansel Adams

White on White

White, off white, grey
Is the colour of the bay
In the deepest of winter
Or a picture from your printer?

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