Switzerland Part 3: May Snow

We were invited to go eat dinner at my uncle and aunt's and as we got in his car to go to their house, he said, "Do you want to go see the May snow (la neige de mai)?" Every year, wild narcissus flowers grow in fields up on the mountains, so much so that they look like snow. Apparently, the tradition when they were younger was to go pick them up before they had bloomed and send them to other relatives in Switzerland. Now, however, it is illegal to pick them. We apparently were nearing the end of season, but they were beautiful nonetheless. Sophie, in particular, had fun running up and down the mountain roads and picking the flowers, as you'll see in the pictures.

The flowers, the mountains, the views were all beautiful, of course. I mean, this is Switzerland. Jacques and my dad told us about how they used to sled down the long, curvy road in the winter, but now of course, they plough it as there are so many more cars, so kids can't do that any more. Jacques also told us that his father, my grandfather, who just passed away this last Christmas, would take them to this one hilly field to teach them skiing. They would go up and down and up and down all day, and then at the very end, would ski all the way down to their house in Clarens. My grandpa was an amazing skier and skied all the way into his late 70's. Such a strong man.

But I digress. Here are the pictures: