We walked six miles over our beautiful mountains. The sky was immense. It was covered in a deep blue decorated with huge white fluffy clouds. It felt good to stretch our muscles on a weekend walk. We haven’t been able to walk so far since before the snow started last year.
We walked for three hours straight. Sweet Bear was able to do it without one whimper. Petite Clown got to ride in a stroller a third of the way. Boy Blue snoozed through most of the walk waking up in time to give up his stroller to his sister while Mama took turns between carrying him and letting him walk. He is as heavy as his four year old sister!
Perce-neige (Snowdrop in English)
Our village lay behind us as we continued up to the top of the mountain. We had only just begun.
The view was undescribable. Thank goodness for digital cameras! We could see very far.
A small village we passed through with about twenty houses.
The horses are back out. I missed them terrible. There were two baby horses with their mothers.
I think this mother was nervous about what I was doing. She was giving me a wary eye.
The other mother must be a seasoned star. She was used to being photographed and happily continued to graze.
I started to feel bad about making another mother worry for the safety of her offspring. So, I put away my camera and herded my own young back to the road to continue on our walk. The mother was thankful. I know because she began to graze as soon as she saw me walk off.
I saw these gnomes in this old barn window and could not walk by without taking a photo. It was raining tiny drops of ice on us but that didn’t stop me. It was worth every tiny sting.
What a wonderful place for a walk! It must have felt great after being cooped up for so long. Thanks for sharing the great pictures!
How beautiful! I’m definitely so homesick!
What I love the most about living in the Jura is the sky. It is almost always blue with huge white clouds. It is good for my mental health! :)