Midsummer at Ängisbacka

[cimorene]

The sauna and greenhouse at wax's mom's cottage, with a young apple tree in front of them and the vegetable garden off to the right, seen from the outdoor table and chairs sheltered in the curve of the hill below the cottage.

We spent the day at the cottage and Perry wasted yet another chance to prove that he wouldn't run out into the street if given half a chance. His country outfit is a rope about 20' long knotted to his collar which he drags everywhere, making it easier to catch him at any point by stepping on it, or to tie him to any handy tree. He hates being tied up if I'm outside his reach, but the completely insubstantial barrier of the mosquito net curtain in the front door is enough to keep him in or out. I guess it's about psychology, or something. (Also, my going inside is enough to effectively tie him to the stretch of ground in front of the door: he has to stare at the doorway constantly until invited inside. Curiously, though, if we're both inside and someone else opens the curtain to let him go out, he'll make a break for it.)