Thursday, June 01, 2006

What were we doing in Russia?

Both Darlene and I have roots in this great country. Her father was born in the Ukraine and my mother in Russia. However, the main reason for our trip to St. Petersburg was to visit our daughter Sandra and her husband Derek. Actually, there was another main attraction. Our newest grandchild was just born a year ago and was about to celebrate his first birthday. You can see how pleased he was to see us arrive for the party!


The little charmer is seen here with his grandma from Canada. In the background is one of his favourite lookouts. He enjoys the view down in the courtyard below, where he and his friends and their mothers congregate on a daily basis. When things get a little boring, there are always a few plants or books for him to tip over. Great fun. Before long, he lets you know it's time to go for a stroll.


There's always someone who will oblige. So, off we go.

As the day progresses, there are canals and boats everywhere, so why not hop aboard and go for a spin? Snacks are always available, and there's no better place than Mum's lap. Today it's cheerios......again.

And, for a better view, there's always Dad's shoulders. What a life. All the comforts of home.



Until it's time to crash!

Oh yes. Let me introduce you. This is Leon, the friendliest lion cub you would ever want to meet.

2 Comments:

At 05 June, 2006 11:50, Blogger Ken said...

After having just a taste, your sentiments are understandable. Notwithstanding the scowling customs lady, the friendliness and generosity of the people came through loud and clear. Those magnificent cathedrals, the indescribable sights on the streets, or just some of those piping hot blinis would be good enough reasons to return.

 
At 05 June, 2006 13:49, Blogger Ken said...

You three are writing some interesting chapters (in more ways than one). Who can say what the future holds? A little less travel and a place to call home will be something to look forward to. Until then, you've found a way to relish the journey.

 

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