Alicia. You may also call her Momo-chan, should you run into her.
We enjoyed good weather the first two days; we traversed the entirety of the city core, which is not a great achievement as it's a small place. We ducked into shops and drank hot chocolate and did everything else good friends do upon meeting.
On the third day we drove to Vännäs to see my grandmother. We were not as lucky with the weather, which had hitherto been spotty; the day gave us soggy shoes and cold fingers. Nonetheless we persevered, and Alicia breathed in the garden.
My grandmother wanted me to document her garden in its glory, and so I did.
Two generations in a garden
Wild strawberries soaked in rain
Hjortronsylt, or cloudberry jam.
Dad's failed attempt at taking pictures of us.