"H" is for Halsingland

I think I've got that spelled right, though I suspect there may be some dots over the first a. I haven't got that key, so we'll just leave it as is.

A week ago, some friends invited us to their farm in Halsingland (big shock, right?), and of course we decided to go. What's one more stop on the neverending summer trip? Alexander and I took the train up Thursday afternoon, about two hours from Stockholm, and Goran came by car on Friday night. The tiny white speck on the right is Alexander.

It's a great place, and Alexander seemed to enjoy the nice big lawn. He joined Goran for a game of croquette, and me for an evening sauna. He did fairly well in the sauna, I have to say. We sat down low and I kept splashing him with water so he wouldn't get too hot, but he didn't last as long as I'd have liked, so the next night Goran and I traded baby watching duties so the other could sauna.
All in all, I think he enjoyed being a houseguest and getting a bit of extra attention from the other people around.