We couldn’t help but come down here one last time. We may come back one day, but it won’t be for a while. When we were here in May, the snow hadn’t yet melted on the tops of the mountains, and just now it’s begun falling again.
The mountains are covered lightly, so you can still see their textured skin, and the autumn leaves look like frosted glass.
Felix looks like a very big, very warm teddy bear.