Swedish summer at my grandparents cottage. There is a calm here I can't seem to find anywhere else. Maybe because of all my childhood memories from this place. I came here every summer as a child, I learned how to swim in this lake.
This year's summer has been cold in Sweden and I'm happy I missed most of it spending time in France and Spain. Now that I'm here I almost enjoy the cold weather and the crispness in the air. I took a swim in the lake while my puppy stood at the pier watching me, refusing to get in the water. Next summer perhaps.
Days move slowly and we read or pick blueberries or BBQ.