I’m not generally keen on these many special days we are meant to honour in some way.
However, with the media telling me today is designated to fathers, I’m duty bound 🙂 nah, I’m pleased to share images that are iconic for the kind of love that filled the lives of my both my parents The love of the Alps.
Many memorable weekends of my childhood were devoted to mountain climbing.
The image of my dad has a Caspar David feel. Yes, my dad was a romantic, if a grumpy and defended one.
The magnificent range on the horizon is the famous famous Bernina, with Piz Palu.
My next post will also be about place, as a way ahead, or about making peace with where I am, or … It’s in the stars. My friends know I have an obsession with Spain, the Alpujarras. My son, I guess, wants to heal me of this obsession and has arranged a trip to visit friends. It would be a major shift at my age. The sheer stress of a possible move is of course both terrifying and exciting. We’ll see.