An alpine meadow stroll.

Sunday has afforded us the chance to have a mooch around and stretch the legs ( the knee still aches but is holding up to the steeper ground), the immobilier's don't work on Sundays, I guess at 6% commission they don't need to!

Heading up the zig zaging path that roughly follows the line of the gondola we were glad to be able to ride back in February, the hills were alive with colour, the sky dramatic with cumulus. It just feels right to be back here, especially together for a change. To see Cat falling in love with the Alps is wonderful, I'm so excited about all the places I've yet to show her, and even better - all the places we'll discover together.