All posts tagged My Estonia

  • My first southern summer: how I learned to survive Estonia

    Clarisse Bordonneau, a 37-year-old French woman, recently celebrated the anniversary of her first year in…

Supilinn, Tartu. The Japanese moment of Estonia — instead of the cherries blossoming — the apple trees signal us the beginning of summer. We move outdoors, to cook and to eat, to read and to sleep. This is a rooftop terrace on top of a wood shed—summer literally throning above winter.