Sunday, May 5
spring in sweden
we were in sweden for a few days, visiting family. it was a time of firsts for little imp: first time in scandinavia, first time on a plane, first time on a boat, first time visiting some of the places that boyfriend and i had been to before and wanted to see again. a day in beautiful stockholm, a day in the forest, long evenings at the kitchen table while imp was asleep upstairs in his little tent. spring was only hesitantly arriving, but it was warm enough for him to crawl through the big garden with little bare feet in the grass: the image that had been in my mind since he was born and we talked about someday going to sweden again. how often does it happen that an image of your mind's eye actually turns out so close to reality?