While reading Ann Marie's post about her recent trip to
Switzerland the Alps
I was reminded of my own visit many years ago.
Left to hike the trail above on my own I made my way
to the glacial flow in the distance.
Amazed by the abundance of wildflowers and stumbling over
German greetings with fellow hikers I felt I was on top of the world.
Later, in a small town below, I saw a woman with a grey bob,
white shirt and lederhosen heading up to the trail alone.
She had bright red socks peeking from the tops of her boots.
I fancied I was looking at myself in the far future...
I regret not buying a pair of lederhosen while I was there!
I turned the heel of my simple red socks this morning.