Breaking my heart is that I can’t trust language

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The photographs were taken in Helsinki on February 12th.

This morning I went for a walk in Luukki, and got a bit lost between lake Myllyjärvi and Ketunkorpi swamp, in an area where the snow was unbroken, except for moose and deer tracks. Snow was dropping off trees due to +1 °C temperature, and birds were noisy.

This week I got 11 hours of exercise, of which 7 hours riding the bicycle. For the next week the weather forecast promises some rain and snow, and it remains to be seen how well one can commute by bicycle.

(Posting title is from the poem Stories Are Made of Mistakes by James Galvin.)

For reason, much too strong for fantasy

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The photographs were taken on February 12th in Helsinki.

This morning I walked for two hours in the north parts of Sipoonkorpi National Park. In some places there was almost 50 cm of snow, but usually it was less than 20 cm, and in many places the snow was frozen a bit, carrying a person walking. I met two men riding fatbikes along the paths in the forest, and there were plenty of moose and deer tracks.

(Posting title is from the poem The Dream by John Donne.)

Without the tone, there is no object

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The photographs were taken on February 9th. This was an excessively busy week. I look forward to the weekend.

(Posting title is from the poem Monday, September 25, 2006 by Susan M. Schultz.)