Hanging flower balls adorn part of our street.
Something that almost with the greatest certainty occurs on Midsummer's Eve (which we celebrate today in Sweden) is bad weather, it almost always rains, so even today. (But I do not complain, we need the rain, we have fire- and waterban).
A gate to a yard was open so we slipped in, to find a parking space on two floors. Not so exciting. When I saw my husband in his blue rain jacket on the upper deck, I was reminded of our midsummer in Finland two years ago.