X's and my heavenly little daughter who woke me up at 6am, Sunday morning. Well, it probably was worth it.

I love the towering, wilting branches, as though the mighty trees transform into weeping willows.

Visiting a church in Flen, where one in the family had her hair dabbed with water. It was fun to meet that part of the family again!

While sitting in Björns Trädgård, waiting to go see the incredibly shitty film "The Lincoln Lawyer", some samba drum players collated and attracted a hen party. Uhngh. The samba-playing was fun for a while though.

What to say? Our beloved friends came by and played Göta Källare and they rocked. And ate loads of garlic-infected food and drinks.

This little kitty went-a-loungin', as found in a yard in Bagis.

Around the lake at work.