Scanning the sky for some sign

Dry

I commuted by bicycle every day this week, for a total of 163 km and 7 1/2 hours. Not bad. I'm tired, but it is not so much the physical exhaustion, it is more about a lot of things happening.

The weather forecast promises warm (+19 °C) and sunny weather for the weekend. I hope I'm able to go for a walk, even though the deer fly season is upon us. And there are a lot of deer fly, much more than ever before. Last Sunday while driving home I picked a dozen from my hair, and at home I found three more.

(Posting title is from the poem Today We Fly by Curzio Malaparte, translated by Walter Murch.)

She's light and also passage, the glory in my cortex

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These photographs were taken in Nuuksio on August 1st, walking along Korpinkierros route.

Today was a warm day, temperature raising to +22 °C in the afternoon. A busy day at work, but I managed to get a lot of things done.

(Posting title is from the poem The Daughter by Carmen Giménez Smith.)

Ah stay, my heart, the weight

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Yesterday I wrote about being overwhelmed by the landscape at Porkkala peninsula, and one aspect of it was the difficulty of knowing how to capture the landscape in a photograph. There was just too much to take in at once, an impressive amount of small-scale details and the grand vista of the sea.

Anyway, here are four photographs taken at Pampskatan, which is the south end of the peninsula, almost like an island, sea all around. It was dry, and the effects of drought were visible in the landscape.

I'm still remembering the impressions of the peninsula, and it is calling, calling, but I must resist the call, I must, resist.

(Posting title is from the poem Sea-Heroes by H. D.)

Bites lightly

Dry

On the news here in Finland is some speculation that this long dry period might diminish the mosquito population so much that we would have much less of these bloodsuckers than usually. But for that to happen there should be a couple of weeks more dry weather, which remains to be seen.

Well, I don't wish for a lot of mosquitoes, but wet weather is usually great news for taking photographs. Well, sometimes there are exceptions.

(Posting title is from Deaf Republic: 16 by Ilya Kaminsky.)

Drying

Autumn, originally uploaded by jiihaa.

Oak leaf, originally uploaded by jiihaa.

Yellow and brown, originally uploaded by jiihaa.

Spots, originally uploaded by jiihaa.

Grass, originally uploaded by jiihaa.

Yesterday was a wet day; today things are drying up. For some reason I'm having problems in deciding which photographs are the best, so here are five samples for you to decide.

Mark Hobson has been posting a series on seeing, which I have found daunting to follow. On the other hand, I'm quite sure he has something profound and deep to say; but on the other hand, I have a nagging doubt that it is something you can not convey in words. What I do is not think too much of stuff like this. Instead, I take photographs.