Our Midsummer Night’s Dream 

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Slowly gliding back into the harbour after a sweet evening on the lake.

There’s nothing like the lake to shed the heat of the day. Once the wake surfers call it a day, the atmosphere quietens and you’re left almost alone with a few other lake lovers. The water was warm, with a gentle breeze, we picnicked under a setting moon, while the stars slowly appeared.

I love the summer. Bliss.

Dusk setting in on Geneva harbour. There's still light over the Jura to the West, the moon is out and all is quiet

All is quiet

Geneva Jet d'Eau illuminated purple at night reflecting into the harbour with the city lights behind

Slowly gliding back into the harbour after a sweet evening on the lake.

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