May 27: Sent – to northeast
A particularly castly house.
Steep lane beyond exuberant house corner.
A perched porch and so many louvers.
Even though sgraffito can be wildly colorful, I think I prefer this intricate monochromatic sort.
The eye is drawn inexorably up the hill.
A crane spans town.
Then up a road extending out of town upslope/downstream.
A modernist chalet, spartan but nicely warmed up by its wood siding.
Sunny grass, clouded woods, mixed sky.
Here, looking particularly pretty as waves of spring flowers, are more of those terraces.
A good spot for contemplation.
Dang, the dandelions are already gone to seed! What is this, summer?
Horses on high.
Nettles! And in bloom. I'm not sure I'd seen that before. Wipe them nettles all over your skin. (No, DON'T.)
Vertical spire, horizontal clearings.
A cross-road drain, a very frequent sight in the Swiss Alps. It's a little bit rutted just like the road.
Here we appear to have a bridge to a dormer.
A milling herd of roofs.
Permeable paving routing around a 123-year-old fountain, if I'm parsing those numerals correctly.
Things I like about this assemblage: (1) the steep cascade of roofs (2) the glazing beyond the timbers in the lower gable (3) the complex geometry of those timbers.