A moment only he feels the spell

Toys 1

Toys 2

Toys 3

Toys 4

The photographs were taken at Suomenlinna Toy Museum on July 6th.

Today I did bicycle repairs. The previous bicycle of my daughter was stolen, even though it was locked to a deck. Now my daughter has a 15-year old bicycle, which shouldn't be attractive to thieves. Cleaning up an old bicycle that has been unused for years took quite a lot of effort. I had to replace the tires and fine-tune the brakes and gears.

(Posting title is from the poem The Landlord's Tale, Paul Revere's Ride by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.)

That soft lost near and distant voice

Stairs

Horses

Fly

Watches

Faces

Lamp

Colors

WeeGee

Today we visited WeeGee Exhibition Centre in Espoo, where there are a lot of interesting museums. We saw toys from different periods, objects from all over the world, and old clocks.

Speaking of clocks, they seem to be a lost art, as almost everyone has a cell phone. Or is there a role for a clock in the world of today?

Well, maybe there is one transient use: those who fly frequently don't love the "Please switch off all your electronic devices" announcement. If you want to know the time during such a time, a clock helps, and you don't need to switch it off even though it may be electronic.

Some of the clocks we saw were rather remarkable, having up to seven different hands: seconds, minutes, hours, weekdays, day of the month, month, and phase of the moon. High techology in the old times.

(Posting title is from the poem In the Museum at Teheran by James Laughlin.)