|In front of the Finnish-American Heritage Center with the Heikinpäivä mitten guy. Apparently, Chloe has a secret ninja identity. Either that, or she's really cold.|
Who celebrates winter?
Well, apparently the Finns do. I suppose they have to. And since my area has an abundance of Finnish flavor, and also an abundance of winter, I suppose we have to as well. So, at the end of January we have this festival called Heikinpäivä. And, to be honest, I have no idea what that word actually means. If you want to know, you'll have to go ask a Finn. Or someone who speaks Finnish. The best I can do is pronounce it.
This year's Heikinpäivä was truly a celebration of winter, complete with a raging snowstorm. Normally, I wouldn't have bothered to venture out in it, but Bria had to play her violin at the festival, so venture out we did. (Without Joel...he was in Chicago attending a conference.)
First, we watched Bria play Finnish folk tunes with her youth orchestra. It was crowded in there (probably because it was actually warm), so I didn't really get any good shots.
Did I mention it was snowing like crazy?
And don't I have gorgeous offspring?
And here we all are (including Chloe looking like the kid from Fat Albert...you know which one I mean) sitting on the kicksleds. Proof that I was there, too.
However, since it took a good eight hours for me to actually have feeling in my face again after the half-hour we spent on the sleds, you're not ever going to see me participate. I like to feel my extremities, thankyouverymuch. Besides, I definitely don't have enough sisu for that.
And speaking of winter celebrations, Winter Carnival started today. There are some great statues out there, and I can't wait to get some good pictures.