We’ve been doing some hiking over the past weekends in preparation for a big hike beginning this weekend. Piglet likes to get out into nature, au naturel, and show off her bacon.

It’s very unusual to see a moon rise in the middle of the day, but sometimes there’s a sliver of a cresent coming up…

On this day we were lucky to experience the rise of the full moon, in all its white, luminous glory…

Hey, Piglet, as well as the moon, I think I can see Uranus from here.

The colour orange, that is.

Her look of surprise is second only to her mama’s when she found out that there is peliroja in the Kennedy blood.

Her daddy took her out to the woods and gave her a stern talking to about what Disney tells us about being a woman.

Now she’s more like Donald Duck.

Can you figure out what this is?

It’s Piglet in a hammock at our friends Sergi and Andi’s apartment. They’re having a tough time right now; we’re thinking of them.

The little Catalan is, of course, a Barça baby. Our friend Liz Palcic (AKA Elizabeth Benbow) knitted us this very cool blau (blue) and grana (deep red) football on her travels.

Liz is a baby-nut herself. On her blog she talks about how it’s knitted - it’s ‘Knit Picks Shine Worsted’ knitting fans. It’s all here on Liz’s blog.

‘Go on, my son, on me ‘ed.’

Right before bedtime for the little bonzo, there’s bathtime.

Most of the time she likes thrashing around in the water, which is a great relief for a pair of kayaking parents. In a month or so she’s going to be joining mother-and-baby swimming classes. With luck that will cover defensive swimming, crossing eddy fences, and how to catch a throwbag.