Slowly a strange name in a strange tongue

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The photographs were taken on March 22 at Velskola.

(Posting title is from the poem Way-Station by Archibald MacLeish.)

I have kept my eye keen

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The photograph was taken at Velskola on March 22nd.

(Posting title is from the poem Flowers, Always by Cate Marvin.)

Who would blink first, lose face, or push the button

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on March 22nd.

(Posting title is from the poem Flowerpot by Alan R. Shapiro.)

Strength and fortitude and sadness

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The photograph was taken by lake Vääräjärvi in Nuuksio on October 26th.

(Posting title is from the poem (After God Herself) by Justice Ameer.)

There was another life

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The photographs were taken by lake Vääräjärvi in Nuuksio on October 26th.

(Posting title is from the poem Apparition of the Exile by Bruce Weigl.)

Bewilderment is parachute enough

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The photographs were taken on February 23rd at Velskola.

(Posting title is from the poem Sign by George Starbuck.)

The muddy path sucked at my shoe

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The photographs were taken on February 23rd at Velskola.

(Posting title is from the poem No Steps by Jane Kenyon.)

And she nodded and we laughed

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The photographs were taken on February 23rd at Velskola.

(Posting title is from the poem Accident, Mass. Ave. by Jill McDonough.)

We live in a talking day world

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The photographs were taken on October 17th at Velskola.

(Posting title is from the poem The Talking Day by Michael Klein.)

And all the petty miseries of life

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The photographs were taken on October 17th at Velskola.

(Posting title is from the poem Washing Day by Anna Lætitia Barbauld.)

Happiness needs a setting

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on February 21st.

This morning I went for a walk in the north parts of Sipoonkorpi national park. The snow was frozen, but didn't carry a person walking, except in places where there were ski tracks or tracks from animals. I managed to get a bit lost, which was great, and found plenty of new sights.

(Posting title is from the poem History of My Heart by Robert Pinsky.)

Just trying to have myself a time

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on February 21st.

I commuted by bicycle today. In the morning the temperature was -13 °C, and in the afternoon -5 °C. Snow is melting by the roadside, and melt water is freezing on the road making it slippery.

(Posting title is from the song Dance You Off by Benjamin Ingrosso.)

They choose the path where no-one goes

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on February 21st.

I commuted by car and train today, because of meetings. The temperature was -10 °C in the morning and -6 °C in the afternoon.

(Posting title is from the song No Quarter by Led Zeppelin.)

In a mere matter of stopped time he had his poem

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on February 21st.

The weather got colder today, -1 °C in the morning and -3 °C in the afternoon. There was ice on the road, and heavy headwind when riding back home from work. So far this year I have got 909 km riding the bicycle.

The brake pads are wearing out fast during winter. Today I installed new pads both in front and back, and I expect that I need to replace them within three weeks or so.

(Posting title is from the poem The Poet by Molly Peacock.)

With such a wistful eye

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The photographs were taken on April 18th at Velskola.

(Posting title is from the poem The Ballad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde.)

Methinks I see some crooked mimic jeer

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on April 18th.

Last week I got 14 hours of exercise. I should take a rest day, but the weather forecast promises rather nice weather for commuting by bicycle.

(Posting title is from the poem Idea 31: Methinks I see some crooked mimic jeer by Michael Drayton.)

No image, for images too deep

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The photographs were taken on January 28th at Velskola.

The LX100 dust problem appeared again, with the new LX100 which I bought in July 2016. So far I have taken 34,000 photographs with it, and the problem first appeared two weeks ago. Below you see the dust particle in the right upper corner of the photograph (taken at f/16). With the old LX100 the problem appeared much later, when the camera was no longer under warranty.

When the old LX100 got broken after 100,000 photographs taken, I decided to get a new LX100, but now it is apparent that the dust problem is quite widespread. I'm planning to send the camera for repairs at some point, but I'm loath to be without a camera for any longer period.

It seems that changing the shooting style didn't help with the LX100. I thought that shutting down the camera and starting it up again would be the reason for getting dust inside the lens, and thus I have been keeping the new LX100 on all the time when using it. But I guess the dust still gets inside, via zooming, when dust particles get stuck to the lens barrel and bit by bit travel into the lens.

At some point I thought about getting the Panasonic GX80 with the Lumix G Vario 12-60mm f/3.5-5.6 lens, but it would be a bit limited choice. And much less bokeh in closeups... Another possible choice is the Panasonic LX15, which is however quite limited in the controls compared to the LX100. And apparently there is no 1:1 aspect ratio available. Another choice would be yet another LX100, which isn't that impossible to think as the price has gone down to 550 euro. But then there is the dust which would kill the LX100 at some point.

(Posting title is from the poem The Lake by Daryl Hine.)

Into the shape of its absence

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The photographs were taken at lake Pitkäjärvi in Velskola on December 6th.

It is raining today.

So far this week I have got ten hours of exercise, eight of them riding the bicycle. Yesterday I walked for two hours at Ketunkorpi in Luukki. It was quiet.

Update: I realized I had used the same title in a posting on April 24th, 2016. Well, I think it is fine enough to be used twice.

(Posting title is from the poem EGG by Brian Swann.)

Laboriously improvised

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on August 20th.

Today I fell off my bicycle, but luckily the speed was low and I got only a bruise in my knee, hardly any bleeding. A bit unlucky week with the bicycle.

(Posting title is from the poem In the Beginning Was a Word by Robert Graves.)

Move my eyes from one sight to the next

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The photographs were taken at Velskola on August 20th.

The weather forecast tells that today was the last warm day this week, and perhaps the last warm day this year. The autumn has been fine for commuting by bicycle.

(Posting title is from the poem Ode to Browsing the Web by Marcus Wicker.)