Anybody ever had Kaurahiutale for breakfast? Propably yes, they’re nothing else than oats. But it’s unlikely that you ever tried them in the traditionally boiled Finish way. Supposed to fill your stomach for the day and best served with self-collected berries.

Today it’s raining, so my major task is to proceed in a book about integrative oncology. It elaborates the modern approach towards cancer – I’ve already mentioned it in an older post – which is combining orthodox medicine with alternative methods into a holistic kind of treatment.

It’s no secret that Finland has to offer a great variety of wild berries. And it is also known to certain people that I’m really keen on these berries as long as they are red, blue or black. That’s why I received a delicious berry cake yesterday in order to celebrate my 49th birthday properly.

I’ts been great and quiet: I got up in the morning, had coffee, went for a run, jumped into the lake, had a decent breakfast and no duties to follow for the whole day. Except drinking a few litres of berry juice…

P.S.: Our company is going to leave tomorrow morning for about two days. They have some tasks to complete in the city and need to take the internet device with them. So you won’t hear from us two loners until Arja and my father will return.

We arrived at our final destination Kyläniemi yesterday. There was light rain in the afternoon but in the evening the sun came out and we had a nice time on the pier that belongs to our Mökki. Since our last visit in 2013 a few things have changed on the island: storms have taken down some trees so the woods aren’t that dense anymore and Arja has got some device that provides us with access to the internet. Not enough to upload tons of photos, but enough for simple posts!

My father, Arja and her daughter Kaarina, who will be with us for a few days too, went to Savonlinna yesterday to see an opera they bought tickets for months ago. So Nadine and me stayed in the Mökki all alone waiting for my birthday to come. We ended up doing something I did a lot with my mother when I was a child, but what went completely off the radar during the last decades: we solved a puzzle! Weirdly, it’s motive  was some African landscape. Do I need to say that we didn’t manage to stay up until midnight?