And then I turned a corner on the path, and it looked as though the forest was on fire..... the golden glow of the sun through the trees was amazing....
The path was covered in places by fallen leaves, and once again, the sound of cowbells in the distance, and the trickling stream were the only sounds I could hear. Apart from my ever so slight gasping for breath. And thudding heart beat. The altitude, you know. Nothing to do with my fitness level of course.
And as I got near to the Klostermatt, I saw so many paragliders floating in the sky. People were walking, cycling, children running about, just a beautiful scene to watch. Paragliding is on my list of things to do, by the way. One day. Jumping off an Alp seems appropriate. Maybe when I have lost a few pounds or 20. I have visions of dropping like a stone.
I love my camera. I will be out walking again later. So much to soak up and try to capture for times when I need reminding how much beauty there is in this world.