day 2 i just hung out in villars, the village on top of the alp where i stayed.
shortly after taking the image on the left…i fell right on my butt…and missed landing in the stream by a matter of inches. i still had a nice snowy mud mixture on my bum for the rest of the day.
it was crazy foggy on top of the mountain which made everything seem quiet and sacred.
i saw a tiny little trail branching off the road and…decided to take it. the forest felt peaceful and serene…or like it SHOULD feel peaceful and serene…but the sound of jackhammers down the mountain a ways marred the experience a bit.
i call this “a picture of quiet”
after an evening outing to get a crepe (when in europe…), went for a walk in the snowy night.
don’t the snowflakes make this look like queen anne’s lace?
wow – that door / fog diptych makes my heart sing. well done!
This is making me ache whole heartedly for Austria. Hey, BA is doing a great sale right now, want to go back to Europe on a whim? But, no, seriously, call me next time you want to go… I almost booked a ticket on a whim last night! lol
LOVE these photo’s! Usually winter is “drab and dreary” but I feel like you captured the real beauty of winter! And I agree that fog makes everything look so quiet