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The day after my daughter's fainting, she had recovered enough to go to visit my husband's fifth cousin on the Stockholm Archipelago. After a long day of trains, ferries, and car rides, we came home for a feast to remember, prepared by Hans's sister and brother-in-law. The dinner started about 7:30 and went on until midnight.
The sun set around 10:30, with the sky of the ever-changing, spectacular colors of gold, pink, mauve, and blues. The family started playing a "Viking" game of throwing sticks. I was more interested in watching the sky, trying to remember the night for this painting I had in mind for Hans.
My family were privileged to be invited to this intimate family gathering. We were in Sweden, not as strangers, but as family and friends. We were neither tourists nor outsiders. We were home, thanks to Dr. Hans Andersson. I am grateful for his warm hospitality.
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| Annakaren on the far right and her husband who is at the grill. |
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| Hans, on the far right, is the patriarch of the family. |
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| The rest of Hans's family and my husband and daughter (to the left). |
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