Roll out the FUCCs Sverige Stylee

So the boys rolled up. What would be next?

The first shipment

Get the barbie crackling

Coops bowls one down

The Mallard has a swing

Next ball

Got him!

Then a lost ball

A Havaianas blow out

A poor Havaianas copy

Someone getting really thorny.

A casual cider in the sun

Conversations and laughter

Then two sneak away

Where might they be going?

They are off fishing!

But they are in need of supplies

The Splash to the rescue

Look at that oarmanship

And the beers are delivered

Then off goes the Splash on its own mission

Now returning after reaching the other bank

So elegant

I think it looked a little Titanic-esc

And Coops seems to be doing all the work

But they have returned to see the fishermen

Who had arrived earlier

Happy but fish free

Time to clean the glasses and finish the beers

There were some special people about

Very special

Very Super Special

Full of cheese

Hmmm where did that smell come from?

I think we found the answer, form the mallard

And so the sun starts to set.

Or does it?

Some of the late summer memories, warm your soul.

I know for those of you in the Southern Hemisphere, you are all worried about it already being too hot! But for those of us in the Northern part of the world that is saturated in cloud, I thought it might be nice to turn back the clock a few months and stare at the great warmth of late Summer.
This is one of the little meadows that are scattered around us. We have them almost in all directions from our house. They are great places to walk and watch happy puppies chase birds and over stimulate themselves with a sniff directed at everything they can possibly.

The wild grasses sway lazily in sunshine and make you think of happy things, and one of the best things about Warsaw is that these meadows seem to pop up anywhere there isn't a building.
Something else you notice in Poland is that there are a lot of fruits on the trees, however most of them are poisonous to us and many other animals. However, these are mirabelki, wild yellow plums, deemed edible by all Polish kiddy-winks scrambling through the grassy fields.
At that stage, we were strolling in a place after there had been no rain for an extended period, and we found this little fella strolling along the path looking for some water or at least cool environments across the way.
More poisonous berry like fruits.

Then there is Marty walking away into the sunset, or at least to the supermarket at the end of the road.

Sometimes I get distracted.....

Yes, yes indeed, lots of things happen in my life. Some good, some not so much good as great. With the very odd bad event happening.

It really is fun being me sometimes, my life experiences jump from one random thing to another. However, it isn't all pate and crumpets, sometimes, well, most the time, I find hard is keeping up with myself. If my hairy coyote legs could run anywhere near as fast as my thoughts, then Mr Bolt would easily be the second fastest ex-cricketer in the world.

I take photos with thoughts of things I will do in my mind, I think of ways I would love to photograph things or people. Then I realise I don't have the facilities, knowledge or models for the things I think of. Oh well, I am sure something will come up, one day.

During summer we had lots of fun, it was nice when you didn't even need to wear at least 3 layers of clothes and the only time you shivered was when you grabbed a cold bottle of wine or beer from the fridge.

So one thing that happened is that Zuza, one of Marty's friends from Warsaw by way of Madrid, came over for lunch on a lovely sunny day.
Is she just eyes?
Obviously not.Having a very heated debate about what part of the Macarena comes next.
Let's face it, anything can be overcome by sweets.Sweet-Biscuit base with fresh raspberries, blueberries and some sweetened cream........
Yes, it was indeed a ram it in your mouth morsel.
Could anything else scream summer more? I ask you.