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Our family and the sea are closely bound together. By ship is how our grandmother and father arrived in the distant islands the Estonians call New Sealand. Our grandfather had an ice yacht. A grainy photo shows him racing on the Baltic ice, skating swiftly on ice runners. An ice yacht, very similar to one our grandfather had As kids, dad taught us to sail, although my talent is limited; Greg is the one with a yacht, and the best I can do is work as crew. At least, I can claim

Many years ago a traveller I met in southern Chile said to me: in life, you decide where to live, who to live with, and how to make a living. The three align. And all these years later – there come also the children who grow up, parents who get older and so do we, and then to care about our health. Time is running out. But time for what? The search begins anew. If Estonia is an answer, what are the questions? Driving past old farmhouses, endless rows of trees and fields of gr

In the Kalevipoeg epic, the raven or kaaren is a wise bird, and gives the legendary hero advice, echoing a view of ravens throughout wider northern European tradition. Ravens are to be respected and not harmed, or misfortune will fall upon the household, a similar tradition in Estonia as for snakes. In legend, the kaarnakivi is a smooth black stone, thought to have positive magical powers, especially if found in a raven’s nest. Where the stones come from has inspired various