Early on the morning of midsummer’s eve we flew out to Gothenburg and headed up the highway to Carl’s gorgeous summer house in the pretty seaside village of Fiskebäckskil. The light in Sweden always seems to have this beautiful glittering quality to it, and with the longest day of the year upon us, there was plenty of time to eat herring, drink aquavit, and generally be merry, whilst listening to traditional Swedish schnapps songs. Late in the evening we wandered down to the meadow which sits just beside the bay to walk off the day’s feast. I’ve found so many beautiful floral frocks recently (check out my edit below), but this frilly little number was the pick of the bunch to pick wild flowers at sunset – being on the island feels like being in some kind of dreamy storybook adventure from years gone by! The light was as magical as ever as the sun started to dip nearer the horizon, and we headed over to the jetty (where the boys had been bombing and diving earlier in the day) to take in the last of the sunlight before the days start to shorten once again.
Photos: Carl Waxberg