The mighty Alps exhale life from their mountainous souls with each and every breath.
As if anxious to make up for the long winter, the sheer abundance of summer life here is breathtaking.
The lofty peaks are cloaked in mantles of the richest green, which are themselves adorned with the full palette of wild flowers.
Overhead eagles soar and hawks quarter the valleys with piercing gaze.
The summers of this place are a time of soft abundance, gentle rains mixing effortlessly with warming sun.
One sees this softness reflected in the eyes of the people who live here, like in my small village, the denizens of the Alps move with the slowness of the seasons.
Photo courtesy of the author.