An evening walk

The secret of life

After reviewing some readings and notes the morning and afternoon of a sunny Saturday, I set out to photograph some of my favorite scenes from my bus route in the evening light. One of my favorite spots along the route is this lone tree in a large field bordering the Bois Carre. The same solitary tree in a sea of grass and ocean of air.

From there, I continued along past Sierne to the bridge over the Arve. On the other bank is this field; it always takes my breath away in the evening light. My walk, in contrast to zooming by in a double-long Volvo bus, afforded me the opportunity to notice the new foilage bathed in the lateral rays of waning sunlight.

Further along the road, a little ways beyond Conches, I found a path that leads down to the Arve. I scrambled down the steep, wooded bank and hopped out onto a stone jutting out into the swift current to admire this scene:


Setting sun illuminates the Saleve, reflected on the Arve


Rapids on the Arve River

Genevois Spring

Daffodils on my school's side lawn

A few more scenes from my walk from the Tram stop up to my school. Red and yellow tulips in the Parc Moynier with a blossoming tree just behind. Yellow-orange tulips right by the entrance to HEI. I am often amused by this radar detector disguised as a cow, also at the entrance to HEI. I'm sure it fools only the people driving by so fast that they deserve tickets anyway. Next, just through the entrance, are these two lovely trees.


Tulips in front of my school