Golden Thread in a Grey World

Above Villars to watch the morning sky unfold, I was rewarded with the spectacular skies in extras. However on the way back down the hill I had to stop the car. The dramatic skies had turned sullen and grey, but the sunrise drew this line of light between the sky and the north face of the mountain. A few seconds later it was gone.

Thanks for all the lovely comments, stars and hearts for yesterday's young chamois. I am able to walk again, not far, and appreciate your concern. I might take a trip up on the télécabine this week but just to look, not to ski yet.