Stunning views in crystal clear mountain air this morning.
An Alpine Heath
The calls of the young begging for food piercing the silence of the area.
While everywhere were these delicate white flowers with beautifully patterned petals. Strangely they are called Grass of Parnassus.
You can see how the scree slopes over the many millions of years have seen the growth of the grasses and flowers, leading to the trees, at first conifers, and then lower down the deciduous trees.
The danger seemed to be over as they returned to the matter of grooming.
A Nutcracker appeared on the ground in front of us, making a change for the very top of the trees.
The clouds were building over the mountains but never threatened us in the valley. It was time to get ready for dinner, and with a drink on the terrace to start the evening, a pleasant meal, and afterdinner we sat on the balcony once again, enjoying a glass of wine.