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1. The first spring evening at the summer cottage. The ice covering the lake melted about a week ago - full two weeks sooner than last year - which can be seen at, well, pretty much nowhere.
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2. There it sits, minding it's own business, undisturbed by waves or boats. Goddamn serene redheads.
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3. Under pressure. Such pressure that I'll have to cheat. Took this one yesterday, but it's either that or a pic of me cleaning puke from the backseat of my car. I'm pretty sure you prefer this one.Ah, the stench of chocolate ice-cream. Puked. Summer.
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4. The Spirit of Vanilla Essence. Might not be the sweetest of scents, but sure beats the lingering smell of chocolate ice-cream puke.
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5. The Box appeared besides our apartment's front door about a week ago. Personally, I'd guess there's a sacrificial gnome inside.
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6. The Cage. Little known fact about the local shopping centre: they have this caged walkway on the third floor. On every second Sunday of the month there's a prize at the other end of it for anyone who makes it through alive.
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7. Evening at the lake. Rowing. Lot's of rowing.
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8. The Watcher Below. It lies there, just beneath the surface, waiting for boats. One of these summers, the water level will be low and there's bound to be new people on these shores. It waits, patiently.
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9. This is where the strawberries will go to die. I might have to fix a tombstone for them. And, well, abduct the strawberries in the first place.
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10. I have no idea. The only thing that pops into mind is a falling fairy meeting the pavement.
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11. "Someone's listening." Your interstellar messages. Text messages. Thoughts. Wishes. Fears.
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12. They ain't paying me enough for this shit.
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13. I made it! And I rarely do, hence, a picture.
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14. Out Of Witty Texts.
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15. Child Labour. Teen labour. Whatever, at least I didn't have to row.
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16. The Season is On Again. Some 33 years ago we had no turfs, but had to play on ordinary, sandy playing fields, covered in dust. And did I mention skiing to training sessions and battling hungry wolves?
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17. Exxon Vesala.
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18. Today I saw two canadian goose swimming near the beach at the summer cottage. Magnificent birds. This pint-sized trio is not them. But at least I had the camera with me now
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20. I'm on a boat.
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21. Lowly Worm.
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22. It was a damn good cup of coffee. Not to mention the lamb preceeding it.
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23. Vastavalo.
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24. Dodg'd it.
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25. I hate sun.
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26. Given enough exposure, even the staunchest neonazi will curl into himself and gain a slight hue of rainbow.
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27. Perhaps even as we speak.
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28. When simple A is not enough.
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29. It burnnns.
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30. Such light. Lost focus.
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31. Seuraavana Mellunmäki, juna menee kääntöraiteelle. Next stop Mellunmäki, you really want to step out.
