'Kevät keikkuen tulevi'

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This title is Finnish and means in a very rough translation that 'spring swings in'. Our spring keeps swinging in for sure, back and worth, back and worth. On Thursday it was so nice and sunny that even my husband's 103 year-old grandma lifted the legs of her pants to feel the warmth of the sun on her legs - 26 degrees, sunny, and a barely noticeable breeze, just enough to bring the warmth closer. Yesterday the wind blew the pillows of the chill-out sofa all around the garden - today it feels like winter with a cold wind and rain, once again. We are hoping that the swinging will do its 'back and forth - thing' again and bring the warmth back soon - otherwise I don't know what's going to happen to all of the baby-fruits that are filling our trees!

Today I posted an announcement on the bulletin board of the internet house - normally it has things of upcoming concerts, weather reports from the net and so worth . This time, however, I posted an apology for any inconvenience of works we have on premises. We are remodeling one of the rooms - which is very exciting! The works have now started: after the works in the room, a little stream and pond will be made on the grounds (long ago imagined and planned and finally being realized). It is an exciting phase, and we are really hoping that the weather swing back to no rain at least so we can advance with no delays (and less of a mess).

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