"At the top of the peaks, we realize that the white of the snow, the blue of the sky and the gold of the mountains have the same value. " - Anonymous Poet.
In the hot hours, the Léman symphony plays the golden reflections of a soft evening.
The colours magnify the proud mountain over the seasons:
virgin purity of snow on sparkling peaks,
red passion of a twilight with a vast horizon,
shy pink of the dawn, promise of an elegant sunrise. (Françoise Sagon)