We had a real John with us. Who had a pseudo pagan wedding.
There were fire, dances, great food, drinks, a lake, a boat, a huge forest and berries. Also a dog and a cat.
Everybody had a run in the woods at night. Looking for the fern blossom. But it wasn't just a chaotic running around. No! We had tasks to fulfill, walk in certain directions with a flashlight and stuff. A true orientation sport.
There's a tiny fire burning somewhere.
As one might guess-the wedding cake.
A temporary dog school. I am trying to draw the dog's attention while he's supposed to sit and not pay any attention to me. Works just a bit.
The Norwegian goat cheese. With freshly baked waffles and jam!
Joggling lessons. I never got to three balls...
The last day was for digesting and sleeping.
The first blueberries this year.
And the first walk outside for a certain member of the family.