I think Finnish grannies are pretty flipping fantastic:
They ride bikes (rain or snow does not stop them, but ice does slow them down)
They bake mouth-watering pulla
They can knit: socks, scarves, hats, mittens, jerseys… I’m sure the list go on
They pick berries in forests
They make juice, jams, cakes with the berries they picked in the forest
They do not scream their lungs out when they go ice hole swimming
They ice skate and cross country ski with elegance and grace
They know 50 ways to cook a salmon
They have twinklely eyes
These ladies, the older ones, lived through the three wars that happened in Finland during the Second World War and were part of the only generation that paid back their war reparations on time. Their husbands and men folk built their homes by their own hands. Their children (now, the younger Finnish grannies) grew up hearing these tales of national suffering, pride and honour. These are some hardcore grannies.
In thinking of what I think makes Finnish grannies so cool, I thought, “Wow, I would really love to be able to do all those things”. Realistically, it took them a lifetime and I am hoping not to spend that long in Finland, but we can but try hey?