"After sunset came the longest blue hour. Everything turned turquoise above and below. We lay awake on the rocks waiting for shooting stars under a red crescent moon. I was lucky enough to see three. Saved two for later. Made one wish. It was the first night. I camped on granite close to the shore, tent covered in fairy lights. Nothing to think about. We stayed at Häradsskär for another day and night, woken up by morning birds."