April is deceitful, its caprices are those of a spinster. I let her fool me with her rays of sun, I grow expectant, but she changes her mind and decides to turn me a cold shoulder. Oh, how predictable of you, April! I find you such a drag! 
I did get to pick some flowers with Sam the other day, though.
And he had a bath or two. This lad knows nothing about cold, I tell ya!
Beo is inspecting my flowers. Too near me, mom!
Girls´dining and wining at Fiskeriet. 
And a romantic dinner and drinks at Sentralen. 
The food was really delicious, but the interior is what got my attention!
Not to mention the dessert. Simply divine! I´ll reconstruct it and blog about the recipe!
Off to a party now- fancy dress and red lips. 😉
xxx, Alina
life in a bubble 