Holiday

With only one week of paid leave left this year (Lorienne is still on maternity leave) we decided to spend it wisely and travelled down to Laholm to visit my brother and his family. We haven't seen them in 5 years!
Anyway, we packed my newly aquired Land Rover Defender 130 and drove down the 1000km in a two day trip, spending the night in Sala with Henrik and Rhiannon's two other cousins Tyr and Liv. We arrived in Laholm late afternoon the next day.
Although we had a lovely stay I truly believe Henrik had the best holiday out of all of us. He really spent every possible second trying to keep up with his older cousins and slept late in the mornings which otherwise never happens.
Here is an assortment of photos from our trip.


The Landy is great, you can even attach your baby to the back of it.


Henrik enjoying a run past the wheat fields


Rhiannon getting to know her cousin Max


Ivo and "Tuppe"


Max the archer


My brother and his family


At the beach


At home in the apple tree


Brothers at sunset


We pulled off the road and found a lake with a sandy beach on our way home. The water was luke warm. We decided to camp there and couldn't have found a more suitable place. Since it wasn't official it was also free.
I could do this more often, but I'd like a roof top tent.

Little Archer

How did I get Henrik to spend more time outside? I bought him a bow and some arrows and now it's difficult to get him to go inside!
He definitely has a knack for it.

Landscape

Dramatic sky over Bringåsen on one of our weekend walks. Did we bring the raingear?

Waffles

Why not have some waffles at the local summer café on a rainy day? Henrik just can't get enough of them.

Family

Finally a picture of the whole family together! Not the easiest job to get everyone together including Tasse the cat. Rhiannon wants to practice walking, Lorienne has to help Rhiannon practice walking (see picture further down), Henrik doesn't like being photographed any more, Tasse has mice to chase and I'm trying to get the camera and flashes to do what I want them to.




Practice, practice, practice...

Flower Power

I have an ongoing battle with Dandelions.
They must be the most successful, virile and irritating plant (weed!) that lives around these parts. Anything you do to them just makes them come back stronger. They start out a pretty yellow, but soon afterwards - if you're not fast enough with the lawnmower - they grow a white afro which would put Don King to shame. The white "afro" consists of countless seeds designed to fly around your garden and build green nests where they spawn new flowers to continue their campaign. The Campaign of taking over our lawn completely.

I swear these little guys actually duck when they see the lawnmower. If I mow the lawn in the evening then sure enough they're back again the next morning. In fact, yesterday one of them spontaniously "puffed" all of it's seeds towards millions of different potential nesting sites just seconds before I shredded it with my 4-stroke 125cc Stiga with a mulcher function. Coincidence? I think not. It did it just to irritate me. To have the last word.

Last year I made a point of pulling them out by their roots to rid myself of them for good. Well guess where most of them grow now?
I give up. Yellow is a nice colour isn't it?


Help...!

For Lorienne

Lorienne, if you are reading this while you are in South Africa then please know that we are doing fine. A little chaotic, yes, and sometimes strong wills collide, but on the whole it's going well.
We hope you are ok too. We know you and your family (who are there with you) support each other during this time.

We love you , we miss you, we need you.