Advent Calendar 2024 – Day 3

Christmas balls, stars and light part 3
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Day 3

My family has not had a real Christmas tree for decades. The last time we had one was probably in the 1990s. Too many spruce needles were on the floor, so we didn’t bother buying one. We used a small plastic one that my grandmother used to own. That’s the only Christmas tree I will have. I won’t stay home for Christmas anyway, so there is no point having one.

Instead of having a real tree at home, there is the official one in front of the local church. It’s not an unknown fact for the Finns, but for you who don’t know, the official Christmas tree has been a tradition since the 20th century. Every year, there’s a new one, and on January 13, it will be used for something else, so nothing will go to waste. Every city in Finland has one, but this tree is the most elegant. It also has a fresh scent that plastic trees don’t have. Going under a spruce tree feels like you’re in the woods. It’s not everywhere you can get under a Christmas tree, right?

Bloganuary: Boring book

woman yawning with a book
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My autobiography would be boring and short. The chapters would be named Chapter One, and so on. I don’t know who would want to read it. I have nothing interesting to say. My life hasn’t been exciting, just average. I have had my ups and downs like anyone else. I’m nothing special, and I never do anything interesting. I’m all talk and no action. Let’s say I dream and am too afraid to do anything about it. I don’t think I would write an autobiography anyway. If I published a book, it would probably be about my photography or poems I’ve written. I’ve actually considered collecting the best poems I’ve posted on this blog and publishing only one copy, just to myself. But there are so many, so there would be too much work. It’s only been a thought, and I don’t know if I would actually do it. It would only lay somewhere to collect dust. Besides, I don’t have a bookshelf so I wouldn’t know where to put it.

Bloganuary: I’m no tree, I am an ent

tree bark
©Mia Salminen

Day 30. If I was a tree, I wouldn’t be one. I would be an Ent. The one in Lord of the rings. Don’t ask me why. They are cool, that’s all. But if I was a tree, it would the one below. I don’t know what kind it is, but it has branches twisting here and there. I’m complicated, and I have different qualities. The photo is taken in front of the clubhouse of a golf course. It’s an ancient tree, but still standing.

©Mia Salminen