I scrambled out from under the lovely warm duvet and into her room to gaze out her balcony window. The snow on top of the Jura was indeed pink and the moment lasted such a short time I couldn't even grab my camera, but the memory is imprinted in my head.
I knew any day that starts with a pink snow alert has to be good.
It is leaf raking time. That patterns of light, the smell of the leaves almost make it a pleasure.
Rainbows can be found in the strangest places. This was in my ophthalmologist's office.
I just loved this statue near the University of Geneva. Does it have relatives on Easter Island
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