Maryann's Musings

Another low-key day in Europe? Yes, please! How about an afternoon spent with picnic lunches, boating on the Vltava River, and eating gelato ice cream? Once again, the perfect weather called for a special day out with dear friends. We four kids had promised Aunt Amy that we would wear life jackets, then promptly forgot as soon as we walked onto the dock. The boys posted themselves as the paddlers of our petite ship (thankfully, Tristan didn't call anyone "Mr. Christian" like he normally does on mini-vessels; it's a reference to  The Mutiny on Board H.M.S. Bounty ). Everyone liked the boat we selected because of it's peculiar seating. It reminded us of beach chairs. Breathtaking architecture meets God's wonderful design in nature Posing for a group selfie taken by a so-dubbed "fake Go-Pro." One of these things is not like the other... More than one swan swam up to our boat and expectantly floated around us. We concluded that oth

Our fourth day in Prague was very low key, but Tristan and I loved it. (Yes, I said fourth day, and this is part 3.  We spent our second day at Prague castle, but that was such a huge amount of stories and pictures that it is going to need some work. So, I skipped it, and you get to enjoy other days until I have it ready). This was specifically the day that Tristan's preoccupation with roses really took off. The weather had just changed from cloudy and windy to sunny fall with changing leaves and cool breezes. The roses bloomed and the trees began dressing up for their last hurrah before winter.   Roses. I spared you the majority of the pictures.     We spent the day with a dear friend who showed us around her neck of the woods in Prague. She made a point of showing us a special memorial in her neighborhood. The current inhabitants of a home had put plaques outside on the sidewalk in front of their house. It has the names of Jews who previously lived there and were imp