New negatives scanned!

That's my great great grandfather hiding in the bushes of this double exposed photo!

Great grandaunt Saima emerging from left. The boy racing the pig could possibly be his youngest brother.

A blur of a great great grandfather.

Maybe my great grandmother?

This is the second lot of Emil's scanned negatives. The first you can find here. Just by viewing the negatives I knew these too would be blurry or deemed unworthy of album space for one reason or another, but I still wanted to know what was hiding in them. The race with a pig was alone worth the trouble of getting these scanned!


Family of cyclists and other negatives

I just got some of Emil's cast off negatives scanned and realised I hadn't shared the ones previously scanned here at all. I did write a short blog post in my other blog featuring my family of cyclists, but the other photos are brand new to world the internet.

The handsome man is my great grandfather (my mother's Ukki), the fair young lady in the light dress is my greatgrandaunt Saima and the serious lady is my greatgrandmother. The last photo is actually an accidental double exposure, Ukki was neither a giant nor see-through.


New Album - Porvoo, around one hundred years ago

I'm so glad to share with you one more album of Emil's photos. My Aunt P gave me this little floral one last year (and she gave me the blue one, too, back in 2014 - the largest one is from my grandmother), and as it only features a dozen photos, I'm sharing them all in this one post. Before we leap to admire the pages of this album, I'd like to point out how the cover fabric has faded into this amazing color scheme. The original, below, is pretty too, but I adore how the front cover looks with the muted tones.

I've been told these photos are taken on a trip to Porvoo (that's where our national poet J.L. Runeberg is buried). I couldn't tell from how these photos look, as it's been decades since my last visit there and I'm not that many decades old - also these photos are somewhere around 100 years old, so things have changed a bit. Anyway, I'd love to go back and take some photos there myself. Maybe not ones where I recline gracefully in nature, though; such things are unfortunately very unnatural to me.




Olavinlinna, Savonlinna

I hope you've enjoyed this journey in the Finland of the early 20th century! Sadly, here ends the second of Emil's fantastic photo albums. There are still one or two more in the excistence according to my aunt, so maybe this won't be the end of this blog for all eternity. Adieu for the time being, nonetheless!