meadow 
climbing
there is wild nature in the backyards
sitting in the tree
thunder...loving storms
this is the same view that below the ones with the duck...here it's raining(19:30) Today I experienced something which I could descripe as a perfect moment. I made a walk in the village near the campus and enjoyed the beauty of gardens; flowers and plants on the windows...I took a road I have not used before and ended up in a forest. The weather was like some what heavy...but the temperature so alike as the human body's that you really didn't recognise of walking outside.
The forest ended and there I was standing in this huge meadow. Middle of emptines looking at the trees and houses somewhere far a way and seeing the dark clouds swimming throw the air and the sides of the mountains. The birds were singing silently and some rain drops were falling around me. I had really strong feeling of deep happiness and belonging here, I felt like home.
The first reaction when it rains is usually to leave inside. That was my first thought too. But then I made the question, which we all should do many times in life when something just comes in mind like it would have been programmed. So I asked why. What does it matter if I get wet... nothing.
So I stand in the field. Heard the thunder and saw the sky turning lighter and darker again. The atmosphere was waiting...like nothing happening but still everything is in a little movement. The birds in the sky, the leaves in the trees...the clouds. The wind making the grass rustle.
I then saw this wooden cottage made in a tree at the side of the meadow for the hunters. I climped there and sat maybe 20-30 minutes looking the meadow, the mountains, the birds in the sky and dears eating by the field. It started to rain more heavylly, the thunder became lauder, crows were croaking, bird still singing, wind blowing...Sky exploding with the thunders!
And still somehow nothing really happening. And in a way everything. The moment was just so peaceful, but at the same time threatening...silent and still full of sounds. It was perfect.
I came down from the tree finally because sitting in a tall tree at the thunder is not really wice thing to do. But when walking at home to the campus I looked at the warm yellow lights in the windows and was hoping of coming to live here one day. Having an own hause with mountain view and meadow starting from the background just 20 minutes from the city center.
It just is...perfect.
post script. The only thing I might be missing from Finland is the see...But having a house by the see in Finland is not that likely if you are not working like a maniac. And still the time you can enjoy the view is so short. It is so dark in the winter and at the seeside it usually winds so it is cold at many times in summer too.
The forest ended and there I was standing in this huge meadow. Middle of emptines looking at the trees and houses somewhere far a way and seeing the dark clouds swimming throw the air and the sides of the mountains. The birds were singing silently and some rain drops were falling around me. I had really strong feeling of deep happiness and belonging here, I felt like home.
The first reaction when it rains is usually to leave inside. That was my first thought too. But then I made the question, which we all should do many times in life when something just comes in mind like it would have been programmed. So I asked why. What does it matter if I get wet... nothing.
So I stand in the field. Heard the thunder and saw the sky turning lighter and darker again. The atmosphere was waiting...like nothing happening but still everything is in a little movement. The birds in the sky, the leaves in the trees...the clouds. The wind making the grass rustle.
I then saw this wooden cottage made in a tree at the side of the meadow for the hunters. I climped there and sat maybe 20-30 minutes looking the meadow, the mountains, the birds in the sky and dears eating by the field. It started to rain more heavylly, the thunder became lauder, crows were croaking, bird still singing, wind blowing...Sky exploding with the thunders!
And still somehow nothing really happening. And in a way everything. The moment was just so peaceful, but at the same time threatening...silent and still full of sounds. It was perfect.
I came down from the tree finally because sitting in a tall tree at the thunder is not really wice thing to do. But when walking at home to the campus I looked at the warm yellow lights in the windows and was hoping of coming to live here one day. Having an own hause with mountain view and meadow starting from the background just 20 minutes from the city center.
It just is...perfect.
post script. The only thing I might be missing from Finland is the see...But having a house by the see in Finland is not that likely if you are not working like a maniac. And still the time you can enjoy the view is so short. It is so dark in the winter and at the seeside it usually winds so it is cold at many times in summer too.
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