What happens when you hear a song on the radio and it transports you back to memories hidden in the recesses of your mind? Let’s remember together. My latest post in “Musings”.
Back in 1999 I submitted an article to a writing competition, which I’m delighted to say was published in the book “Sweating with the Finns: Sauna Stories from North America”. I’m pleased to say that its inclusion means that it’s also housed in the archives at Lakehead University, and in the Finnish Literature Society folklore collection in Helsinki, Finland.
To all those who’ve never experienced the Sauna, and to all those who have, I hope you’ll enjoy this adapted excerpt from my story: one that is dear to my heart.
The sauna at Tarmola was a special place. I can see it in my mind’s eye to this day. Perched part way up a huge hill, it was accessible only by a granite slab pathway. The granite was hot to my bare feet during the day, but in the evenings, at sauna time, the granite was cool and smooth and beautiful.
Do you stop, take notice and slow down to heed the remarkable?I love the word “remarkable”. I think the word itself sounds…well, remarkable.
There’s something about the soft roll of the “r” and the comfy sound of the “m”, contrasted against the staccato “k” and bold “b” that puts me in mind of the yin and yang of what creates the extraordinary, the notable and the unique.