So we're back in Boca, & have just ridden out messy Tropical Storm Fay (a fine welcome home, I should say). Weary from too long away, perhaps too much travel. Much to write about – Swedish style, Moody's Pound, Proust, and many new entries for the "100 poem-books." But for now will leave my few remaining readers with a snap of winsome Daphne (aet. 4) in attendance at the fabulous if rainy Stockholm Europride parade. ("Is this the Swedish flag, Daddy?")
2 comments:
Welcome home, one and all! The picture is priceless--be sure to save it for her wedding, Bat Mitzvah, and other ceremonial occasions. (4? You have a 4 year old? Now who's feeling old?)
Hip-deep in Darwish,
E
[Word verification: "ensklkmvd," a traditional Swedish beverage brewed from moss, berries, and ground reindeer horn]
Looks like she's been tearing up the paving stones, no doubt to fling across the barricades at the gendarmes.
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