Summer is steadily approaching, but it's been really mild and comfortable here, high up in the mountains. Nonstop drizzle and damp weather contain the heat and create an everchanging horizon of distant hills that rise and disappear under a pure snowy white sky and mountaintops fading beneath hazy clouds. Everything is lush and green; pastures awaken, forests recover, mushrooms sprout and tender stalks rise from pretty little patches of moss. Life overflows in every corner, soaked in joy and growth.
It is cold for me. Not that extreme in the grand scheme of things, still in positive figures