On the wooden terrace of an old, charming log cabin nestled on Lake fondant in Switzerland, overlooking the lake and mountains at sunset, there is warm lighting illuminating part of it. A small table with two chairs sits by one wall next to large windows showing the view over the water. The sky above shows hues of orange as sun sets behind distant mountain peaks, casting long shadows across the landscape. In front of me, you can see some plants and flowers in pots on a sideboard in the style of Monet. --ar 65:98