Tag: snow
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Au bord de la rivière
The rush of the river mutes any attempt at conversation. So, we fix our gazes forward and pick our way along the overgrown trail that skirts along the riverside. Our feet graze the edge of the river and then climb a good ten meters above it. Rising and falling, twisting and turning as we make…
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Ce que nous laissons derrière
We hiked in silence today. 35 degrees and gusting winds will do that to a person. Better to tuck your ruddy cheeks into your scarf, pull your hat down a bit lower on your head, and lean into the trail. Hiking in silence does more than conserve your precious heat. It also expands your senses. …
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Guardien sur la colline
We hear him from afar.He is uncertain of us perhaps, or perhaps it is I of him. Snow lays all around – bunched around rocks and bushes;Tucked in sloppily like a duvet roused by a fitful night’s sleep. His cry a lonely echo against the boulders – where are you in this isolated space? We walk…
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Glisser en arrière
Snow is slowly adorning the foothills behind our village, delicately decorating the summits white and creating a tantalizing sight from our hilltop. Mounts that were recently verdant and colorful are now salt and pepper with wisps of soft clouds winding among the folds and valleys. Freshly baked gingerbread wreaths dusted with powder and pearled sugar. …
40 Weeks in France 