the sound of music

I can’t help but be fascinated by the natural meadows I see in my travels in Europe. My own childhood memories of running through a meadow, picking bouquets and making daisy chains rekindled.

In the Berner Oberland region of Switzerland last week the meadows were in their full glory. Cranesbill geranium, larkspur, buttercups, etc, etc, against a backdrop of glacier mountains and gorging falls… all to the music of cowbells.

My questions remain… why don’t they save resources and stop mowing the grass along the Garden State Parkway?  And imagine if Trump wanted to build a golf course here?



Swiss meadow