Night time in Lauttasaari. Wind shaking the last leaves from the trees. Cosy feeling. Where are you and whate are you doing?

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Anonymous said…
Firstly, sorry for being anonymous, but could not sign in properly, dont know what went wrong there.
Anyhow, i have been to Lauttasaari just yesterday, and returned to my country...some of the leaves have still remained on the trees, maybe just for me. It was a wonderful time, wonderful days, makes me so sentimental and nostalgic thinking of it..
When i read what you have wrote and how you described the nights there on the island, it all became alive in my memory, thank you for that.

Sally
10:26 pm
larjanko said…
Hello Sally, nice to hear it. since then we have been wrapped in clouds of white snow, and right now the whole island is covered in white. It's very beautiful, if you are on the insude, very wet if you are in the middle of it, and very slippery if you happen to drive through it. Friends will go skiing tomorrow is the snow stays...
9:16 pm
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