Since we now are in the part of the country where Mom spent her puppy years, we are doing a lot of visiting, going from one relative to another. 

Continuing my story from a few days back while we were in the small village called Gunnarn

Early one morning while we were still relaxing in Lucy these people had been out in the forest picking our forest gold called cloud berries. Mom refuses to go along since she vividly remembers her puppy years picking these on the swamp where the gnats, mosquitos, and those pesky horse flies lives. Never the less they truly are a delicacy especially warm on ice cream, also very expensive. I didn't think Mom deserved it since she didn't go along but she did get a bag to take home...............and I bet she'll do just like she did last year...........(hid them all the way back in the fridge without sharing)

In the afternoon we went fishing at a lake and Maria made supper over a bonfire.............

this guy, Thomas are the most difficult guy I've met in my entire life. No flirting what so ever soften him up to give me a taste. Lucky for me was that he's also a little sloppy and dropped a few pieces on the ground ;-)

We were fishing for perch and the first one they pulled up flopped around and hit me on the head............fishing was very good they said, and they kept about 20. Mom did get a few too, which made her happy as a lark.

they had an electric engine to drive the boat, but on the way back we had no more power so Thomas had to row quite a distance. Both Mom and Maria offered to take turns, (Mom wouldn't be that good though) ..............They didn't need to because a happier guy to row is hard to find...............his singing ??? well, not AS good but I'll give him an A for effort..............it would have been better if he remembered more of the lyrics

At the moment we are at Moms cousins house and she did all of our laundries but before we got here we stopped at yet the place of another relative, and yet another car-show which is very popular here, but I'll continue that story tomorrow (if I can get Mom to help)

All is well.