What a beautiful sight seeing the stars over a lighthouse, the moon reflected in the ocean and the feeling of eating outside beneath the light strings. Family and friends jumping from the cliffs, swimming in the ocean. Watching the blue and orange sunset far away in the distance.
4 days, 5 bedrooms, each in a different color than the other one. 14 people I love all at one place. Bbq’ing, sun bathing, talking, reading, fishing, playing cards and boardgames, sitting outside until 2AM, waking up early and eating breakfast together. Following the sun wherever it goes. Some of us got here on a boat, some walked or others kayaked.
I’m sitting here by the kitchen table looking out into the distance. It’s like the sky and ocean matches color and fades together far away. The ducks are swimming in the water outside the window. I’m both tired and wide awake all at the same time. I’m sitting here in my striped pyjamas top, it’s 8:44AM and utter silence (except the sound of the fridge right now). Having endless ocean as a morning view.
↑ My grandpa saying goodnight through his bedroom window? The sun only sets for about 2 or 3 hours in the middle of the summer here in Norway.

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