In the early days of August I was invited to two picnics, where I decided to, against my habits, to take pictures of my friends.
The first one was held on a high rock in the middle of old wooden houses in Vallila. I would love to live here if it was not surrounded by noisy streets and high buildings; I need a forest! Or at least some trees.
You could see all the way to the church of Paul the Apostle (Paavalin kirkko in Finnish).
The colourful picnic, so many vegan cakes and Polish punk.
The birthday girl herself (the owner of the Polish punk cassette) saying goodbye to a guest. See the adorable clouds!
The other picnic was held in Katri Vala’s park, it was the celebration for the name day for Sanna and there were two of them (in this picture only one). There was hardly any food and no Polish punk but instead some Polish wodka (hidden behind Ada) was consumed.
The sun setting and the other Sanna.
The other Sanna decided to take pictures of me.
One tired partygoer and another group of picnickers.
. Lisää kestolinkki