The crisp snow crackled underfoot, and glistened like it was impregnated with a million diamonds as I mused this spectacular landscape and reached out to touch the sky above the slopes of Mont Blanc on this glorious winter morning in the Alps. Twilight had passed, but there remained a hushed mumble of ephemeral pink, tinting the teal of the distant horizon, surrendering to a stormy indigo sky.
The crisp snow crackled underfoot, and glistened like it was impregnated with a million diamonds as I mused this spectacular landscape and reached out to touch the sky above the slopes of Mont Blanc on this glorious winter morning in the Alps. Twilight had passed, but there remained a hushed mumble of ephemeral pink, tinting the teal of the distant horizon, surrendering to a stormy indigo sky.