It's been a month now since I returned from Europe, and I'm slowly getting around to arranging and displaying the images from my adventures overseas. Nine days in Mürren, Switzerland delivered a powerful sense of peace and calmness. The sound of cowbells could be heard for miles, along with waterfalls from miles away across the Lauterbrunnen valley. The air was fresh enough to practically drink, and the water itself? Wow! This spot, just across from my bed & breakfast, had the best tap in town.
Friday, September 12, 2008
The Hills Are Alive...
...with the sound of Cowbells!
It's been a month now since I returned from Europe, and I'm slowly getting around to arranging and displaying the images from my adventures overseas. Nine days in Mürren, Switzerland delivered a powerful sense of peace and calmness. The sound of cowbells could be heard for miles, along with waterfalls from miles away across the Lauterbrunnen valley. The air was fresh enough to practically drink, and the water itself? Wow! This spot, just across from my bed & breakfast, had the best tap in town.
It's been a month now since I returned from Europe, and I'm slowly getting around to arranging and displaying the images from my adventures overseas. Nine days in Mürren, Switzerland delivered a powerful sense of peace and calmness. The sound of cowbells could be heard for miles, along with waterfalls from miles away across the Lauterbrunnen valley. The air was fresh enough to practically drink, and the water itself? Wow! This spot, just across from my bed & breakfast, had the best tap in town.
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