Ah, yes … summertime.
It looks a bit different from just shy of 10,000 feet, atop the Zugspitze.
Zugspitze? That doesn’t sound Englishy, or Cameloty, or even Crumpety. Ya, what can I say, I ran away across the chunnel once again for a holiday. But making no promises (and therefore telling no lies) I’m expecting to run through months of crumpety fun stored in my photo archives. All the way back to Loch Ness! A chance to look at flowers and bees and precious British sunshine before we fall into darkness once again. So pull on your ski caps and get ready for a look back on summer.
(But, just for safety’s sake, don’t hold your breath.)