
Breakfast at the Hotel Hilton Slussen, in Stockholm, Sweeden

Bubbles sniffing out the dust!

Bubbles after a hard day of housecleaning!
Bubbles is now about three months old, and she is sporting some big, promising ears! Giant Flemish Rabbits are known for their long ears, and Bubbles is taking her title seriously.
She is such a good girl.
Yep, Bubbles is the perfect little girl to have around the house, or in the yard. Bubbles (so far) hasn’t tried to escape the back yard like Dusty did. Maybe she is too young to think of it, or maybe she is frightened to go out there. Maybe Dusty even told her how terrified he was after his escape. After all it is a big world, and a scary place for a bunny to run free.
While Bubbles is being such a princess, Dusty is still in prison, and being watched very carefully!
Each day is a new, exciting day for Bubbles as she learns, grows, and experiences her life with four other humans, and another Giant Flemish Rabbit named Dusty.
Thank you for stopping to read about Bubbles, there will be more so don’t forget to come back.

This little guy was frozen on our back fence one evening as we googled, and gawked at him. He stayed there for what seemed like hours. I guess what they do, and why they say they play possum! How could I not sketch him? A little side information on Possums, I found interesting.
Time out for Art is inspired by Zebra Designs and Destinations.

Dusty & Bubbles meet!
Last week I told you about Dusty, the great escape artist! This week I have big news……
While Dusty remains behind bars for his great escape, Bubbles was allowed to hippity-hop around the entire yard. She had been given the yard to roam in before, but never while Dusty has been out there. Can you even imagine having the run of a yard large enough to be called a park? I think if I were a bunny, and one called Bubbles, it would scare the bejebers out of me!
Not Bubbles, she is a girl bunny, and anyone who knows girls, knows we are fearless. It really doesn’t matter if we are a bunny, a puppy, or a human…..we are all girls, and we are fearless!
I’m not sure if Dusty and Bubbles will ever “meet,” but at least they know they have a friend, and this I think will make them both happy bunnies.
Thanks for hopping by, see you next time……

Last Wednesday morning I was awakened early in the morning by thunder way off in the distance. I could see a slight flash through my bedroom window, so I tried counting the seconds to find out about how far away it was. Sometimes it would be thirty or so seconds, and I could hardly hear it.
As the early hours of the morning passed, maybe around 4:30 am, it started getting louder and louder.
Until BAM!
The lightning and thunder were very close and very exciting. You probably already guessed I love thunder storms. Being from Michigan, I learned as a child to adore the energy, and excitement they bring.
Anyone who is from the midwest would tell you that the storms here in California aren’t even close to the ones they have there, but it’s all we have, and we have to go with it.
Around 6 am, I grabbed my phone, hung my sleepy head out the front door just enough to catch this beautiful sunrise, and smell the beginnings of rain. It was breathtaking, and I regret this picture doesn’t even come close to doing it justice. A little later in the morning, the storm really got going and we had tons of thunder, and lots of much-needed rain. I love the clean fresh smell of a new rain, and my entire day was filled with energy and excitement.

While we were at the Summer Palace, we were treated to a small band of local musicians. My husband is a trumpet player, so this was of interest to us both.
Once back on our tour bus after touring the Summer Palace of Catherine the Great, we stopped for lunch. It was interesting because my understanding of Russian food was that it wasn’t very good. We probably didn’t get a taste of true Russian food, but on both days we were given a small glass of Russian Vodka as a starter. Admittedly I had to try it, but only a taste, It was strong, & I don’t usually drink. The day was hot, stuffy, and I didn’t think it would be a good idea to be drinking vodka, get on a bus, and wind around the county side. I have never been car sick, but there is always a first time. The first day we had chicken stroganoff, the second was some kind of beef and rice. I’m not a meat eater, but I did try it just to see how it tasted. Everyone else thought it was pretty good, I wasn’t that excited, and couldn’t eat the beef, but again I don’t eat meat.
The country side was beautiful, and if I hadn’t known we were in Russia, the only thing I would realize is that we weren’t in the USA.
Once we came back into the city of St. Petersburg it became more interesting once again. These two days were long days, and by the time we walked off the bus, there wasn’t one of us that wasn’t exhausted.
T
Thanks for taking time to read my post on the last day of St. Petersburg, Russia. Next we traveled to Tallin, Estonia.
My husband Les

Karen
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