It is a nice sunny day in Sweden, third or fourth in a row, and I am amazed and happy. I forgot how summer feels. It feels good. The cats have been outside the whole day and we have been gardening for hours.
This is Leroy, who stopped for a a moment when he heard me calling him from the balcony, while he was running around like crazy. This is the only picture I took that does not look like an unidentifiable white blob in the middle of the field.
We always get so happy when we see bumble bees on our balcony or in the garden.
This is Sweden. We who live here love sun, too, but we do not get to see it as much as we would like to. But, when we do, it’s a blast.