Daddy’s birthday. Pappas födelsedag.
Home the lilacs
SYRENERNA always bloomed this day and I bent out of the balcony to pick some for him in the morning.
The morning was fresh and flowers were cold in my hands.
We ate cake with strawberries and whipped cream and lemon crust in the garden and I finished school and it smelled lovely.
Just ten weeks of eternity was waiting.