My dad sent me some old pictures of Bajas a while back. All photos are taken in and around our cottage.

Relaxing in the sun!

And his favorite, and possibly mine too: Bajas relaxing in the old trough we keep the newspapers in.
I picked up the ashes the other day.. a little sad and strange, but in many ways we have gotten more used to it by now. And we joked a little about him being black and shiny as always (the urn) .
Ane





