It was hard to leave the mountains this morning: the first snow on the peaks was glistening in the rising sun. The fog fingers were moving in though and bad weather forecast so I chose to listen to Mozart’s Requiem on the way down the mountain – and until I left the last of my favorite peaks.
|Part of the mountains peaks above La Creusaz|
|Les Cimes de l'Est|
|Lakeside in la Grande Rive, France looking towards Lausanne in Switzerland|
Once home, faced with an accumulation of mail and tasks needing doing, had lunch with a friend, which completed the switch – at least for a few days.