We are having a hot, dry spell at the moment, so I’m walking Swingle as early as possible. She doesn’t like the heat, and is happiest walking near the Mur where she can have a dip to cool down – or running illegally in the hayfields is also good for a refreshing soaking!
Today I took my life in my hands walking at Einach, not only is this the bike path but through hayfields and I guessed rightly every farmer and his friend would be cutting hay. The hay here must taste so good to the cows, with so many different flowers mixed with the grass! There was a few clouds and a shady bit though the woods but by the time we turned back, we could feel the heat rising.
There was the warming scent of the drying hay and a sensation that spring is drawing to its close. Now the rampant scents of the lilacs and cow parlsely are abating, I could almost smell the roses, although they’re not in bloom. A transition from the rampant joy of spring to the ripening full blownness of summer.
The mountain huts are starting to open , the last of the snow is melting rapidly, and soon we can go to the Alm walks and do spring all over again as they’re a good month behind us valley huggers, wonderful!
So where's the snow? 