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,
As I walk closer, a multicolored meadow of tall-stemmed flowers greets me. Pale pinks. Magentas. Whites. Deep reds. Delicate translucent petals open to the sky, welcoming the light and warmth of the day.