Thursday, September 9, 2010

The breath of air













The day before we left, my dad drove me to a place, very far from any village. It was the end of the afternoon, and the light was slowly lowering. All the hikers were gone and we were alone. The only thing we heard was the breath of air and the screeching call of the marmots. It was magic.
On our way back, I saw a little very simple house with a sign "for sale".
I dreamed to how it would be to live there. And it felt good, serene...

16 comments:

Deleilan said...

What a magical landscape! I can imagine spending hours looking at the shadows shifting across the craggy surface of the mountains...

Victoria said...

What a great last memory of your visit. Beautiful landscape.

Francesca said...

Quite majestic and in a way extreme mountains and nature.

Marion said...

La montagne ça vous gagne !
Ok, pardon je sors...

christine said...

Elles sont apaisantes tes photos, merci!

anna said...

wow..those are the places that seem to put everything in perspective. (at least for a moment :)

Leslie said...

Yes, I would like to live here, too...

Lydia said...

this is magic. breathtaking.

thanks so much for stopping by my blog and saying hello!! :)

jane said...

yay! for blue skies!

HomeCollection. said...

Magnifique..
Où est-ce?

elisvermeulen said...

for someone who lives in probably the flattest country on earth, these mountains look breathtakingly beautiful.

kenza said...

C'est beau! c'est beau! c'est beau! et cela me fait du bien de voir cela... Ici tjrs la pluie... oh le ciel bleu et les beaux nuages... bientôt!
Merci pour ton gentil mot. Je pensais faire un petit film avec son "wow" c'est trop craquant!
Bisous tout plein pour la fin de semaine!

HomeCollection. said...

Oh mais alors j'y étais allée lorsque j'étais petite..
Souvenirs oubliés, zut!

Lollipop said...

oh waouw!!!

Janis said...

The French version of the Sierra Nevada (CA)! Beautiful shots...

Maria said...

wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!!!