Today, the Flon empties into Lake Geneva beneath the fields to the west of the Vidy Pyramids. Nothing remains of this now-canalized river that once shaped the landscape. But what if the Flon were to come back to life in a different form? The river mouth is full of life, blooming before our eyes with large clumps of grasses that change with the seasons. It’s a place to dive, to swim, or simply to lie back and relax to the sound of the plants swishing in the breeze. The river reclaims its space, and memories of time spent on its banks come flooding back.