May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Traditional Celtic Blessing
June. My final month in Innsbruck. I would like to invite you on a jaunt through June. On the first Sunday of this fine, summer’s month, after a night spent in a mountain hut, I was a long way above sea level, battling my way through Mother Nature’s fury with Serena (half-Swedish half-Austrian and passionate … More An Ode to June