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100	1		_aLehtonen, Joel, _d1881-1934
245	1	0	_aLintukoto
264		1	_aSalt Lake City, UT : _bProject Gutenberg, _c2026
300			_a1 online resource : _bmultiple file formats
336			_atext _btxt _2rdacontent
337			_acomputer _bc _2rdamedia
338			_aonline resource _bcr _2rdacarrier
500			_aRelease date is 2026-02-27
505	0		_aEro ja kohtaaminen -- Rotanlumooja -- Kesäisen erakkomajani historiaa y.m. -- Miten Krik toi kesän -- Auringon vertauskuva ilmestyy taloon -- Kukosta lisää -- Yhä kukosta. Matti alkaa toimensa -- Vieraita ja juhlia -- Nyt jutellaan taas Matista! -- "Ritari Matvei" -- Kauneuden tuokio, mitä enempää voisin vaatia? -- Muurahaiset -- Heinäkuun kuutamo -- "Hammam" -- Tiiranpoika -- Lauantaikellot -- Viikatemies -- Elokuun kuutamo -- Jäähyväiset Lintukodolle -- "Vekkulit ja kekkuli!"
508			_aTapio Riikonen
520			_a"Lintukoto" by Joel Lehtonen is a collection of diary entries written in the early 20th century. It is a lyrical, gently humorous meditation on solitude and nature, following a first‑person narrator who treats his tiny lakeside island retreat as a beloved companion while sharing domestic scenes with his wife. The pieces dwell on the pleasures of simple work, the struggle to shut out modern noise, and the rapturous smallness of summer’s details. The opening of the work traces the narrator’s spring return to his “Birdland,” first comparing their reunion to an awkward meeting with an old lover before affection rekindles as the landscape greens. He recounts a comic‑grim episode of wintertime devastation by rats—imagined as summoned by a Pied Piper—that shredded linens, emptied a flour sack from a rafter, gnawed paper lanterns, and left a few dead in a vat. He then sketches the island’s setting and lore, remembers the solitary fisherman who owned it before dying in the sauna, and explains how he remade the place as a quiet “monastery” of his own: few newspapers, much reading and reflection, planting fruit trees, building paths, and seeking peace. After weeks of cold winds he dreams of a sprite named Krik and a “wind harmony,” wakes elated, and steps outside to find summer at last—apple trees in dazzling bloom, fresh green leaves shining with rain, and a chorus of birdsong filling the yard. (This is an automatically generated summary.)
534			_pOriginally published: _cHelsinki: Otava, 1929
653			_aShort stories, Finnish
653			_aFinnish fiction -- 20th century
856	4	0	_uhttps://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/78058
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