Malaren "broke" her arm in late Nov, a buckle break where the bone is
bruised. She got a bright pink (of course) cast and wasn't phazed by it at all.
In fact, Mal was ready for combat the next day!

 

However, she still was able to imploy stealth ... scared the b'jesus out of me.

 

And here's a wonderful shot of Mormor and Mal (Christmas 06)!

And Malaren dressed as St. Lucia, a big Swedish festival of lights.

Here's a wonderful portrait Jen had shot about 6 months ago
(sorry, again, that I haven't posted anything since Nov.)

Christmas in P'cola was exciting. Thanks so much for so many gifts, everybody, one and all.

Another long winter's nap after the exhaustion of opening gifts....

 

In late Jan., Mal (arm healed) and I (relatively sound) went to the beach for a winter hike.
And who did we see on Graffitti Bridge on the way? Why, that's ... that's

It can't be!

 

It IS! It's Edgar Allen Poe! In the pink!

So, we had the baby beach on a quiet Jan. afternoon all to ourselves.
Chilly and lonely --- lovely!

A good time to chase ducks.

Now, what you are seeing below is a reconstruction of the Broken Arm Incident.
Here, our qualified stunt double, actually repeats the SAME MANEUVER that
broke her arm! She just had to get back up on that horse and beat it.

Here's a lateral view of the scene of the crime. Repetitious success.

 

This area of the beach hasn't been rebuilt since Hurricane Ivan (Sept 2004).
So there's lot of blasted and expose ruins. Atlantis!

 

Below, we found a MONSTER! She ran straight out to see it and almost went in
the cold water. The water is about 50 degrees. I think that's like -6,000 in centigrade. Very cold.
Maybe that's why everything is so cold in Sweden. Maybe they should change to Fahrenheit;
maybe it would warm things up. Hm.

A toothy view... She was acting like this pipe was Leviathon itself. Lots of fun.
I can't wait to make her watch Jaws. Oh, the mental scars....

 

Ah, dancing in the ruins. She LOVES to dance.

 

 

ANOTHER MONSTER!!! Jelly fish --- with guts exposed! SHE WAS FASCINATED!!!

 

In Feb, Wayne Beyer visted. And that's Maj. Wayne Beyer now, Marine Cobra chopper
pilot of The World Famous Vipers -- -Perhaps you've heard of them?
We went to Flounders. Immediately, Malaren found old treasure chests out in the
sand with gold coins and toy swords. Don't ask me how she finds these things; they
weren't put there by me.


Once the swords came out, Malaren and the Marine went right at it, full hilt (get it?!?)

 

Wayne's new baby girl, Reagan Beyer.

 

Some strange man with my daughter... (I really do look like Ibsen.)

Dolphin eye.

 

Sunset in March. Wow.

 

MORE DANCING!

Bend it like Beckam!

Here come Sweeps! You saw her on the front porch after Ivan! She returns!

 

Ah, morning dew writing...

I think this picture shows the most of Peter's features in her face.

Yep, look at that face --- that's Peter after a job well done.

more soon!

lemme know how the pictures look: druid8@aol.com