Walking to Laufen

Woke up yesterday to snowflakes falling gently. In town they melt on contact, but in the hills above the snow looked so pretty on the trees.

It is almost as if there is a line drawn somewhere and that is where the snow stops. One field is white, the one beside it green. I took a few photos as I walked through the vineyards heading for the next town.


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