Fields, flowers and mountains
I took a stroll across to the fields next to our apartment block with Robert when I got home from work this evening. The bright yellow rapeseed flowers in evening sunshine were begging to be photographed. (Click to embiggen!)
On one side the snow was clinging to the Jura.
On the other the Salève and the Alps were visible in the distance.
And in the middle, father and son. (That’s not me posing for the camera by the way – it’s a look of concentration as I attempted the difficult self-shot with Baby Bjorn manoeuvre.)