Ahh, Switzerland, that beautiful but cold (and expensive) fish.
It’s not that I would never, ever go to Switzerland again. It’s more like I can never afford to go to Switzerland again. And that’s OK. I saw hundreds of Paul Klees scattered across Bern, Lucerne, and Zürich so my life, as far as Switzerland is concerned, is basically complete.
(Tip on viewing photos: if you click on the first one and open it, you can click through the rest… more amenable than scrolling and not being able to see the whole picture at once… and if you missed the first leg of this two-year-old trip, it’s here.)
I happen to be seated on a park bench placed "In Honor of Paul N. H. Gouvin (1920-1999) and Lumina 'Kit' Cayer Gouvin (1923-2013)", says the bronze placard afixed to the backrest. It's further inscribed with, "The intangible thing is the beauty part of life." Eliza, you certainly have a way of seeing and capturing the intangible. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Eliza. They're all gorgeous - and the one of the chess players really stands out as an excellent photo.