Fancy a dip?

IMAG3976 IMAG3989 IMAG3994 IMAG3998 IMAG4003 IMAG4006A few mornings ago I woke up to a winter wonderland! Usually it will snow, everything’s white for a day and then it turns into a grey brown mush and melts away but now it’s really darn cold out there. So yesterday I decided to make the most out of the weather and have a barbecue down the beach. It would have been nice to go ice-skating on one of the ponds but I banged my knee up the day before. All excited I packed a bag, dressed warm and asked the family to get ready just for them to turn me down. It’s too cold, it’s too early, it’s Sunday…loads of excuses but eventually they felt sorry for me and gave in. Coming down the beach was just glorious! -13°C(warm if you compare with North of Sweden where it’s -40!) and blazing sunshine. Loads of people were out walking, pulling their kids along on sleds or another popular method, tying one or two sleds to a moped. We had a simple bbq with hotdogs and marshmallows and I ran around taking pictures with my camera for the day (an Agfa Clack). Then my daughter said it would have been nice with a swim, just what I had been thinking. We packed up, walked home to pick up towels and back to the sea for a dip. I told her about ten times that she could chicken-out if she wanted to but she actually did it! As the responsible parent I am I told her to keep her hat on. The temperature of the sea was 0°C and it had started to freeze over in some places, give it a few days and it will be frozen all over. It was surprisingly bearable, with the sun warming us we didn’t even have to rush to get dressed. Well, apart from my poor toes, took a few hours to get the feeling back. I asked my daughter if she enjoyed it and she replied -No not really but now I feel very proud of myself. And so she should be!

Let me present to you…

Punken, Pugsy, Vivianne, Kiki and Ronnie Biggs

Punken, Pugsy, Vivianne, Kiki and Ronnie Biggs

Oggy and Esme deciding who’s king of the garden

Oggy and Esme deciding who’s king of the garden

Esme won. We’ve actually gone onto calling her Mean Esme...

Esme won. We’ve actually gone onto calling her Mean Esme…

from left: Vivianne, Captain Pugwash, Bigsy and Punken

from left: Vivianne, Captain Pugwash, Bigsy and Punken

Kiki and Vivian

Kiki and Vivian

Punken was named first because of the punky afro. Now we’ve got to know the others a bit more and after a very creative thinking evening here is the list(we needed to write them down to remember): Punken, Kiki, Vivian/Vivi, Ronnie/Renée Biggs/Bigsy, Zappa and Captain Pugwash/Pugsy. The latest pictures are actually from a few days ago, now they’ve grown even more. Let’s hope they all make it to adulthood. After my morning swim I look out the window while getting changed at exactly the same time as Oggy the cat charge into the hen yard, the hens attack and scream, I open the window(starkers) and shout and hiss at him, he lands and turns around and runs off. A few hours later I realise that he keeps shaking his front paw, thinking the hens managed to scratch or peck him I pick him up but as it turns out his paw had landed in the massive vile-smelling hen-poop-mountain I saw this morning! Obviously it was too disgusting for him to clean in the normal feline way. My son filled the zink up with water and I held Oggy in a wrestlers hold and cleaned him up. I really wish that experience will keep him out of the hen yard but I doubt it. Good job we have a couple of amazing protective mums looking out for the little chicks.

Raising chicks and kids

Esme

Esme

Otilia

Otilia

Otilia says hello!

Otilia says hello!

Vera

Vera

Scruffy

Scruffy

The hens are growing and my daughter is doing a pretty good job with taming them. Esme, Scruffy, Vera and Otilia still club the cherry tree every evening and I have to pluck them down, screeching and flapping. They are so much fun though. Today I spent ages just watching them and Oggy the cat lounging in the garden. In the afternoon the weather turned. Temperature is dropping and one is reminded of end of summer. Hope it is too early yet. One thing I’m happy about is bringing my children up a little crazy. I had promised them to go swimming so in the afternoon even when it started to piss down, they bullied me to go down the beach. The water is still lovely and we stayed in until we started shaking with goosebumps. The rain was actually painful on the way back but it only made the warm clothes and hot chocolate even nicer!

everyday is swimming-weather!

everyday is swimming-weather!

Getting soaked

DSC_0061The last few weeks we’ve had a serious heatwave in Sweden(that’s around 30°C for us). The beach has been so crowded and we’ve been down there three times a day. Then yesterday a big summer thunder storm rolled in. Thunder, lightning and torrential rain. As soon as the thunder stopped we decided to go swimming in the rain. We were soaked and chilled by the time we got down there and the beach was of course deserted. Getting in the water was lovely and warm though. Best swim of the summer!

Birthday cake and swim

Creeper-cake

Creeper-cake

My little boy turned 14 today and we baked him a cake. My 10 year old daughter made the decorations all by herself. Most people who don’t play computer games will not get it but the ones who do will recognise the Creeper. We had a fantastic “fika” in the shade. Coconut-ice, fudge, banana-chocolate cookies, toffee and the cake plus beautiful coffee that we brought back from England. Since it was his B-day he decided to go to the next island Fotö(foot-island) to swim. There is a jumping tower and my son asked if I would ever imagine jumping from the highest? Of course I would but it is strange, being scared of hights and feeling sick even going on a normal swing…being over water I’m fine with it though. Didn’t stop me from shouting out like I thought I was gonna die on the way down though.

Vivi-viken jumping tower

Vivi-viken jumping tower

Low tide

IMAG4435Early morning swim. Thought I’d be on my own but it was like a symphony down there. All the birds are back from their winter holidays. Hönö is actually popular with bird watchers, especially after a storm, lots of strange birds blow in.
The water was the lowest I’ve seen this year, which made it more painful to get in the water. Had to walk further out on slippery pebbles to get deep enough and it takes more willpower to do it bit by bit but once in it was great. 5°C in the water now. IMAG4437 IMAG4436

Windy swim

IMAG3691 IMAG3692 IMAG3700The storm that never was. They called it Simone but it only hit south of Sweden and not as hard as they had thought, thankfully. I’d rather prepare for it to happen and then it doesn’t than the other way around.

It has been very windy every day for a while and lots of rain. To be totally honest I couldn’t remember last time I went swimming, I’ve just been too busy but this morning I finally went for a dip. It’s about 10 degrees celsius in the water and same in the air. The sea was still wild from all the wind and really high water level, I had to concentrate to stay on my feet not to be swept away. Wonderful! It gave me so much energy I ran around like a Duracell rabbit all day.