Congratulations to the new hostess Angie! This is the 65th time I participate in MM,
the first time was in January 2016. In my post I was very happy about the snow we finally got.
See more here > Winter Wonderland
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Näitä on kertynyt jo 153 syksystä 2016 lähtien - luvussa mukana myös kuukausikollaasit.
Kiitos kivoista haasteista Pieni lintu!
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The 6th of November we celebrate in Finland
Svenska Dagen - The Finnish Swedish Heritage Day
in honour of our Swedish speaking population. So here two great Swedish speaking ladies.
We have many beloved Swedish speaking Finns. One was the famous actress Birgitta Ulfsson (1928-2017), whom I was lucky to see on stage at her 88 years. She interpreted Moomin characters in many plays and performances. This is what I wrote in March 2017:
”But then the stage was taken by the gruff voice of Little My as Birgitta Ulfsson’s interpretation - in Finnish. What a charisma, what a takeover and the audience went nuts, like my blogger colleague Arja tweeted yesterday. This charming 88 year old lady has never ever fitted in a mold in her life. And she continues her performances both in Finland and in Sweden. ”
”But then the stage was taken by the gruff voice of Little My as Birgitta Ulfsson’s interpretation - in Finnish. What a charisma, what a takeover and the audience went nuts, like my blogger colleague Arja tweeted yesterday. This charming 88 year old lady has never ever fitted in a mold in her life. And she continues her performances both in Finland and in Sweden. ”
A few Finnish Moomin covers. The second from right was my favourite as a child.
AUTUMN SONG / HÖSTVISA
My journey home was long and slow through autumn leaves and frost
The days are growing shorter and colder
Come comfort me a little for I am so sad and lost
and suddenly I'm feeling much older
And never have I seen how the nighttime wins the day
I start thinking of my life and my mission
So many plans I had and so much I had to say
and so little did I bring to fruitition
Hurry, my darling, come hurry to love me
Waste not a moment of darkening day
Light our candles it's close to the evening
Last days of summer are slipping 'way
I'm looking for that feeling we once had that we have lost
A feeling you could help me to regain
The summer is too short and all too soon will come the frost
All too soon will come the cold and the rain
And maybe you'll come by 'ere the twilight turns to blue
to make everything the way it was before
And maybe we will think of some things for us to do
To make our gardens blossom once more
Hurry, my darling, come hurry to love me
Waste not a moment of darkening day
Light our candles it's close to the evening
Last days of summer are slipping 'way
The storm is blowing harder and I have to shut the door
I’m still thinking of you in this evening hour
I may be loving less than I used to love before
but you don't really know half my power
Staring at the beacons along the windy coast
Where ships endure the whitecaps and the weather
Now caring and sharing are things that matter most
In getting through these hard times together
Hurry, my darling, come hurry to love me
Waste not a moment of darkening day
Light our candles it's close to the evening
Last days of summer are slipping ’way
Photos: Tove Jansson from Wikipedia
Photos: Tove Jansson from Wikipedia
