16°C, rain

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Last Wednesday: mist and rain photo. What an unforgetable day. We’d stopped at a rocky Col to eat, then on hearing pat pat pat of rain, decided to descend. Coming down the south slopes the rain beat, the thuinder roared and we brisky sought lower alitiudes. Between lightining flashes, I coudl see burnt out trunks fo trees, branches of charcoal in places and thought of the lightninhg bolts. Then I looked back. You know those days where light filters between deciduous trees- it becomes green; well, here the mist itself became green. I’ll never forget that moment, I want a waterproof digital camera.