As I looked at this beautiful picture I imagined what a pleasant day it would be hiking on that valley trail with the deep blue sky above me. Somehow I imagined that the weather was just right, cool enough to make the walk refreshing, yet warm enough not to have to be weighted down with a bundle of clothes.
As I thought of that winding path, I wondered where that path would take me. Would it lead me to the mountain carrying me higher and higher into its chilly heights? Or would it wind me around its thick base carrying me past little streams, into hidden pastures, and into quiet towns full of mysterious shops?