Adrian is rediscovering the joys of building Legos and bought himself a giant Millennium Falcon set.

After the explodey work was done, the neighbours poured a foundation. Now the house is being delivered in big chunks, and lifted in place. Lots of progress very fast.

Maybe, just maybe, it would have been easier to mow the grass if I’d done it a bit earlier.

On the other hand, better late than never, and a half-assed mowing of half the garden is much better than none. My new principles for my new energy levels.

Adrian and Eric are off to scout camp. (Ingrid gave up scouting about a year ago.)

Team lunch at Kagges Sillcafé in Gamla stan. So much herring and other good food! Half the team are newly relocated to Sweden and I think some of them found the herring and the gravlax rather weird, but were too polite to say anything about it.

Now that it’s summer and the days are hot and the nights are light, Nysse is like a teenager. Often gone all night, out doing cat things. Comes running in through the door a minute after I open it in the morning, goes straight to the food bowl, eats his fill, and then sleeps, until it’s time to wander off again. We’re getting rather fewer cuddles than we did in the winter.

But this life seems to suit him well. We’ve stopped rationing his food now that he’s so active, and even switched to a more energy-dense kind, because he was always hungry. Less stress for both us and him.

Of the two supermarkets in central Spånga, Coop is far more spacious and has a much better organic selection, while ICA has a much veggie selection (both better quality, and more to choose from). The vegetable stand in the square can be hit and miss: they’ve got things that you’ll never find at Coop or ICA, but the quality can be so-so. Case in point: peas in the pod (which aren’t commonly sold in Sweden, believe it or not) but so dry and wrinkled that I couldn’t find even a handful that I was willing to pay for. That’s what you get for lack of refrigeration.

A lot of building with Legos is about searching for the right piece. Especially the tiny, gray ones.

Poppies are so red it’s difficult to capture them on photo. It’s like the camera sensor is so overwhelmed it gives up.

Got the strawberry planter boxes cleaned and netted.