Molly insisted that we take Barry back to the Verzasca Valley to see the rocks in the river. The weather was much cooler and, at 2:30, the sun had already passed through the narrow valley. I'm not sure I'd be happy living in a place that gets so little sunlight each day. After a picnic lunch we continued to the end of the road up the valley. The small communities along the way have an ancient feeling. The new and old stone houses are beautiful and unique to these Swiss mountain valleys. It took us an hour to drive up the valley, but 100 years ago, the mountain dwellers would have had to take days to work their way down to the city of Locarno. I'm sure some never made it in their lifetime. What isolation.
Observe the water and rock colours behind Molly.
See any resemblance?
strange mountain cloud
poker faces
Today we finished some art, carvings and laundry. Grandpa took George to a nearby city to go to the Maserati, Aston Martin and Lamborghini dealerships and Molly to the mall for hair accessories. You can imagine how the siblings enjoyed each other's excursion.
Barry and I caught up on paperwork and planning before heading to town to get a few things for George's upcoming birthday. We cooked his requested schnitzel dinner tonight because we move to a hostel near the farm in Jona tomorrow, so it'll be hard to cook a birthday dinner there.
Another relaxing day. I think Barry is starting to unwind.If I unwind anymore, I may stop....what a problem to have!
Barry and I caught up on paperwork and planning before heading to town to get a few things for George's upcoming birthday. We cooked his requested schnitzel dinner tonight because we move to a hostel near the farm in Jona tomorrow, so it'll be hard to cook a birthday dinner there.
Another relaxing day. I think Barry is starting to unwind.If I unwind anymore, I may stop....what a problem to have!
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