I visited the village for the first time around 10 years ago with my university. It was September or October and the place was mind-blowingly beautiful. Before my daughter was born, I went there again with my husband but for reason or another, he was not too impressed.
Last week we had some mother-daughter time and I decided we should visit Fskars again. After all, it´s only about an hours drive from our home.
We both thoroughly enjoyed our time. I felt so at peace there and wondered how far I have come from my dreams 10 years ago of living in an old red brick building, surrounded my oak trees, history at my finger tips. I am not saying I am disappointed with my choices, quite on the contrary. But isn´t it silly, how a place or a space can touch your soul so profoundly that even 10 years later, you feel the aftershock?
So, maybe I am having an early midlife crisis (oh dear....) or then I am just feeling nostalgic. But it is good, I think, to go back to the things you love the most. Do you know what your architectural style is? I just realized mine; 1900 red brick industrialism. I grew up next to Finlayson factories near Tampere and went to school overlooking an old organ factory; both red brick buildings. Did I just get used to them? Are the memories of childhood making those spaces so dear to me? Or did they just affect my sense of style at a delicate age?
Either way - visit Fiskars, it is so worth it! :)
We stayed at the beautiful Hotel Tegel. I loved it.
The room was immaculate. I pretty much always enjoy hotel rooms, at least on some level, but - admittedly - I also almost frown at something. Here, everything was perfectly to my taste. My daughter loved it, too, by the way. (Especially those Iittala pillow cases by Klaus Haapaniemi.)
The scenery is so pretty.
Desico candle factory is also situated in Fiskars. I do not like scented candles at all, but the colours are great!
At the Fiskars museum, there are craft shops for kids. We had a magical moment in the sunshine with a lovely young lady playing the kantele and (here) the jouhikko. She sang so beautifully and the notes, lyrics and melody took my back to my childhood hobbies (Finnish folk music and folk dancing). Thank you again, we both thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. (Kids get to try the instruments, which was great.)
At another shop, there was a lady reading old Finnish tales of hölmöläiset (goofies). I do not think they have had a more eager listener! :) My girl had cookies and drank juice whilst eating every word the lady read. Maybe not so interesting to all children, but my thoughtful little one sure liked it.
Red brick buildings - is there any other way to end this entry?
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