we just got back yesterday for a couple of days of crawfish catching and lots of fresh beautiful forest air! We went to visit Pappa Mattias’ Uncle and their beautiful family! The way of life is something else… sitting outside listening to the crickets… the stars… kids running free…..
they live out in the country and have a lot of land… which equals… a lot of fun!
we were quite proud of our little big girl this day…. and I’m pretty sure she was too… such a fun job catching crawfish… In Sweden August is THE crawfish month!!! all of the stores sell it, there are special plates, crawfish schnapps, balloons! The way you cook crawfish and prepare it is quite intense…. from putting out the traps in a creek to waking early to collecting your treasures… then you have to put them in their special water over night… then the cooking process… well that post is coming soon… 🙂
they’re HUGE!!!
here are the catchers… she was quite cute in her huge boots… trekking with her Pappa and Uncle in the prickly nettles taller than her… she was so focused and determined and I felt a little tug on my heart… she looked so grown up……. I love learning experiences such as this… life experiences are a fantastic way for the very young to the very old to learn… we’re all sponges really
while they were busy in the rivers… our little Cecilia was quite content in the raspberry bushes… wiping them completely clean… sorry bears… Cecilia loves her berries… she gets so happy plucking them and stuffing so many in her little mouth
sometimes as a photographer I find myself in a moment… a moment where something is so sweet and tender that if I reach for my camera I will spoil the moment and it will be over… so I take it in to the fullest and just enjoy it… it happens a lot lately! there are just so many moments in life to document it’s just better to relax and see them through my eyes instead of through my lens…… but I can promise you, I enjoy looking back through the years and remembering things through photographs and I do get teary eyed…
I found myself sitting on the edge of a hill having a beer… it was beginning to get dark out… the air was getting chilly… our girls found a sand hill on the side of the barn… on the hill there was a pale and two shovels… perfect! I just sat a bit away from them… watching from afar… they sat there together, as sisters, using their shovels and working together filling their pale. packing it down. our oldest was being so patient with her little sister… they were giggling at each other and talking. Isabelle said to her sister, “Cecilia, you can talk now! I’m so happy you’re my funny sister!” then she called over to me, “Mamma, I’m so lucky to have a funny sister!!! She can talk now!” I enjoyed so so much just sitting there watching them play having my beer… relaxing on that hill watching our girls become best friends….. it’s the best life for me!