The path follows a small mountain stream winding and bubbling its way down into the valley. Alpine vegetation dots our way up. We enjoy the sights, sounds and smells of Nature. Cradled near the stream,
As I calmly climb the stairs, my hand follows the gentle curl of the railing. I walk towards the light, closely accompanied by the winding ironwork. Everywhere are exuberant curling lines like vines and flowers,
Fog envelopes the bay like a soft woolly blanket. Waves gently roll on the velvety sand. It’s standing there, proud on its rocky island and shrouded in mystery: The Mont-Saint-Michel Abbey; a Gothic pearl surrounded by the ocean.
Meandering up and downhill, I walk the path. In the woods, a broad mix of conifers and deciduous trees greet me along the way. Tall dense ferns cover the wooded slopes. Their green ornate fronds gracefully curve mid-air,
There’s a chill in the air. As I walk the mountain trail, the early signs are there: Nature prepares for its annual color show. Yes, autumn! While leaves are still green and grasses yellow after the warmth of summer,
Tree-covered rolling hills as far as the eye can see… From our high vantage point, standing on a mighty rock formation, a multitude of shades of green greet us from afar. The water down below has carved the hillsides,