White night biking

My home town is beautiful! A bike ride from town at 11 P.M. means pure enjoyment. The streets are empty (so you can ride fast) and it's not so hot as in the daytime. The fact that it is still light – the two pictures were taken at 11 – can be misleading though as one wants to hang out very late and easily forgets about sleep.

I spent the evening at one of my friend's. Besides being a truly thoughtful and kind hearted person, she is also an excellent cook. Every time I visit her, I'm amazed at her Finnish-Italian cuisine. This time, I had the chance to learn some of those dishes myself: home-made cheese and gnocchi ai zucchini. Lactose free.

Anybody noticed the change in Language Policy? Well, I did. After some reflection, I reckon that a) writing bilingual is time consuming and b) the right place for Finnish, the language of my heart, is still in the old-fashioned diary – not to be shared with the world. "Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life."