a Vista

 

Pop Up Flea Market

 

Smoothies

 I always thought that smoothies was good for you.

Too much of anything ain´t good for you I guess.

Reach

 

a Park?

I don´t know if this is supposed to be a park or what. Something is missing imho.

The grass mainly. Well mayby it´s coming later.             My Corner of the World

European Magpies

 This pair was not fully grown. They´re probably siblings from same hatch. Missing their parents and taking comfort from each other. Nice berry draught they´ve got going on here. Fun to watch these lovely creatures.

Old Railway Station of Mikkeli

 

Not so candid

 

Classics

House of Plenty

 

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Maxed Out 😨

45°C (133°F) 

Gasoline

 The Weekend in Black and White & Shadow Shot Sunday

Milk Drinker

 

Meat Eater

 

John Deere from 1937

 

Alone with mobile

 

Graphic

 

Chainsaw Carving

 Bear carving coming right up.

Shopping for Groceries

 Weekend Street/Reflections

Paluu Pahalle Maalle

Lomat on lusittu, ryminällä takaisin. Motorjesus - Return To The Badlands

Tämä on kohtuu tuore, ehkäpä tulevaisuuden klassikko. Saturday Classics

Vacation

 I´m on vacation between 7.14. - 7.26.     Blog will not update.

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Kotkasydän

 Saturday Classics                                  Stratovarius - Eagleheart

Blogi lomailee 14-26.7. Litku Klemetin sanoin; lähden seuraavalla junalla Kainuuseen.

All through the night he is lying awake
Wondering how much more can he take
Watching the walls where the shadows dance
Drifting away into a trance

And his eyes are blazing with fire

Dreams burnt to ashes so many times
Highest of mountains, still he climbs
Ready to fly 'cause he just can't stay
Flame burning brighter with every day

And his eyes are blazing with fire
Longing for the deepest desire

Heart of an eagle, he flies through the rainbow
Into a new world and finds the sun
Spreading his wings above all the sorrows
The glory of Eagleheart

Fever is burning in his veins
Determined with courage, breaking the chains
Back against the wall under blood-red skies
Prepared to fight until he dies

And his eyes are blazing with fire
Longing for the deepest desire

Heart of an eagle, he flies through the rainbow
Into a new world and finds the sun
Spreading his wings above all the sorrows
The glory of Eagleheart

Heart of an eagle, he flies through the rainbow
Into a new world and finds the sun
Spreading his wings above all the sorrows
The glory of Eagleheart

Pigeon on a tree

 Aaw, berries.. It was bit too heavy for those slim branches. Little bit of acrobatics needed.

Summertime Blues

 +15°C (59°F) and rain, that´s My Corner of the World in Summertime.

Pétanque

 Be aware of high flying hard balls. If you look close enough you can see one hard ball on the ground by them leafs in the left side of the picture. And the small wooden target ball too. The one flying is pretty obvioius. Click the pic for bigger pic and better view.

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Kesäinen Suikkari

Saturday Classic                                   Murder Dolls - Summertime Suicide

Kivan kesäinen kpl. Bändi tekee biisinsä kieli poskessa eli ei kannata ottaa liian vakavasti.

Kuuntelin useamman biisin ja kaikissa sanoitukset ovat melko härmäisiä.

Fanit ja kriitikot kutsuvat bändiä - aika osuvasti - Mötley Crew meets Misfits.

As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide

She left a letter beside her bed
And it read that she would be dead
By the time that I read it
There was a trail of blood that lead
Down to the cellar and that's where
That's where I found her

So beautiful with her blood stained hair
I wish I could've been there

As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide

And in this letter now I write
Why I must now say goodnight, forever
And on that day, my heart died
And with this bullet, I'll take my life
Goddamn her

So beautiful with her blood stained hair
I wish I could've been there

As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide
As the daylight died on, the summertime suicide

Suicide
Suicide
Suicide

½ Moon & Pair of Swallows

Skywatch Friday

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