A walk

It looks very different without the snow, doesn't it?

I walked to the grotto in the forest on the alp this morning to light some candles. Even on a grey day it is so beautiful. I now speak fluent Germlish, I have discovered. I can gabble away and make myself understood. A lovely nun was at the grotto and we had a long conversation, and she knew what I was saying and I could make out her swiss german too. Sigh. Such an accomplishment. Then we went to the Boden for lunch. I can say with considerable pride that my brother in law is an outstanding chef. The calamari was superb. And now I don't have to cook tonight.