

RosalineFirst strawberries of the season. I almost couldn't bring them inside, they're too pretty π

RosalineCharcuterie, rosΓ©, fairy lights. Friday earned this π·

RosalineDecorating cupcakes the way my grandmother taught me. Pink buttercream, fresh strawberries, the kitchen smells like Sundays π§πΈ

RosalineCoco's morning walk. She insists on stopping at every daisy. I let her πΆ

RosalinePink donuts because I was in a pink donut kind of mood. No further explanation offered π©

RosalineApple pie for the first cold weekend. Recipe is my mother's, slightly improved ππ₯§

RosalineRainy afternoon, soft chair, a book I've been saving. This is the whole plan π

RosalineStrawberry shortcake for two. The other slice is yours, obviously π°

RosalineSunday brunch alone is its own kind of love language. Croissants from the place on the corner π₯

RosalineFirst stop in Paris. The window display made me actually gasp. No regrets π₯§

RosalineFound this china at the flea market and I haven't stopped using it. Earl grey, milk, two sugars πΉ

RosalineCherry blossoms only last a week. I tried to memorize this morning πΈ

RosalineWednesday watering rounds. They've grown so much since spring. Proud plant mom moment πΏ

RosalineMacaron tower for one. Saved you a rose one if you hurry π

RosalineWore the tea dress for no reason. Or maybe just for me. Either way π

RosalineDrove three hours for the lavender. Worth every minute π

RosalineCould not say no to these peonies. The man at the shop laughed at me. He was right to πΈ

RosalineBirthday week starts now. Yes I'm doing a whole week. No I will not be reasonable π

RosalineTrying to learn watercolor. Roses are hard. I love them anyway π¨

RosalineMeet Clover. She's been here three days and already runs the apartment π±