and do I miss her...

I guess my daughter/muse has become a... WOMAN!

My muse will stay in a flat on the top floor
that H has rented for her during three weeks
July 9-30 in St Raphael.

She will live at the Winterpalace, Boulevard Felix Martin.


Five hours a day she will have rehab for her knee at CERS.
Will miss her but it's all for her benefit.

Won't be celebrated
as H is rude and sulky since Tuesday
when my muse and I tried to celebrate the "real" Midsummer Eve
(for us the longest day and shortest night during the year)
as a surprise for him.
H barely participated and left the table abruptly
after boringly in length complaining
- which I calmly commented -
about finding a place in St Raphael for my muse
when she will rehab her knee for three weeks July 11-30
advised by professor Jaeger.

Nobody is forcing and if he has no news why chew it over and over
especially as I'm not allowed to ask about things he talked about a year ago!
If I do I'm nagging and boring.
I'm even not allowed to ask about his day at work then I'm spying!!!
He is not interested in talking about mundane things....

The Swedish folklore celebration of Midsummer.

People dancing "Små grodorna" around the midsummer pole.


Flower wreath.

Girls wear the flower wreaths in the hair.

At night they place seven different flowers (they picked at seven different meadows)
under their pillows to induce dreams of their true love.

GLAD MIDSOMMAR ALLA HEMMA!
Happy midsummer to all at home!

Thinking about yesterday
when I tried to celebrate the original "Midsommarafton".
No hit with H.

This Sunday my muse is arriving by Geneva.
Ahead of us is Strasbourg the 8th

Professor Jaeger
for a check up of her knee.

Then Paris around


Midsummer
and a shopping day in


Geneva.
But most of all we'll "spa" ourselves
that is sun, laughter, exercise and vegan food
plus

champagne
&

strawberries
all weeks looooonnnnngggg....

Just pray H may be nice

Will freeze them so there's something good for my muse when she comes down.

The latest pic of my muse/daughter Anaïs.
Follow her blog: http://anaisheart.blogg.se

Looks comfy.

Anaïs my sweet cookie muse and daughter.
Miss her terribly!
But she is on the move.
Will visit a month from June 5th.
COUNTDOWN.


André, my son is in Trysil, Norway skiing for the first time ever.
Part of his education as an Athletic teacher for college students.
Pray he will be in one piece on the return...

Born March 16th 1902.
My Grandfather has always been my hero. I only "had" him for 11 years but those years I've kept in my heart.
He was a brilliant storyteller and a safe hand to hold on long strolls.
A brave man who hid jews in his cellar in Danzig aduring World War II
and had to escape to Sweden with my uncle Alfred, my Grandma "Mutti" and mother in one of his boats.

Today would have been his 109th birthday so I light a candle and dwell in memories.
LOVE.

My muse's new haircolour.


Next step?

No, discussion this is the best son EVER!
Just read his blog where he to my surprise had put a sweet appraisal of me!
We have a wonderful close and honest relationship.
Totte is studying to become an Athletic teacher for college students in Växjö, Sweden.
Last we spoke
after a he had experienced a hellish automn
(no place of his own, no study loan...)
he was at ease and very happy
as he had managed all his exams,
finally had his own flat at campus
and great new fellow students & friends to party with.
Enjoy it with all your soul!
You are so worth it!
LOVE 4ever MORE!

One of Totte's favorite bands.

Collecting my muse.
One hours delay.

My beautiful muse.