Tomorrow we head to Halmstad (hay city, or more poetically, Le Cité du Hay) to a cabin in the south of Sweden. The smallish summer cabins that dot lake and seasides are called stugor, plural for a cottage into which we try and fit as many Neelys, and now Saldañas as we can over a couple or few days. I'll post pictures of this trip when we get back, maybe, because then it's Sunday and we're headed for Stockholm. But before we go, I want to drop a couple of photos: Some of them from Gränna, and some from other places (a church picnic at Texabo, the farm, where no one mentioned the pile of logs at the entrance--you'll also notice that the Saldañas are not the only brown folks in Sweden ¤¤I just noticed I cut these out by mistake and will repost later¤¤, and one of my baby-brother-in-law, Thomas (by special request all the way from deep South Texas); the Mustang; and our visit to different of the family gravesites where family members are responsible for the upkeep of the plots: planting flowers, watering, paying rent on, etc.) . One of the shots or two are of Lukas and Mikah by a rune stone.
Oh, by the way, did any of my Lubbockite friends who follow NASCAR notice that Jeff Gordon jumped from 10th in points to 6th? Just thought I'd rub that in. Oh, and Rachel, thanks for taking good care of ISBN and Cotton. We miss the cats a lot.