Sylvie: A 60-word story

Born to an Italian father and Spanish mother

Her heart and soul raised in the Swiss Alps

I never realised that as a woman, I would have so much to carry on my shoulders.

Hair messy, eyes wild with laughter

It is good we came here, to mix things up a bit.

She closed her eyes, warming them in the morning sun

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Val d’Anniviers

Moss

The wet damp humidity

of the West Coast

creates life

Nature

bursts

with moss.

Absolute greenery

almost

too much to take

in.

It overwhelms itself.

Old growth

The forest creeps underneath

Old roots planted deep

Seven hundred years

Fog

Sun rises and sets in fog

Bright during the day

A softness falls upon us