by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest
In
Switzerland—Burtigny, to be precise—there is a hill I climbed several times during
my recent stay. Though autumn had secured much of the landscape, there remained
a few bright red poppies blooming on the edge of a farmer’s field. Situated
just above this field was a small wooded area with an enticing walking path
through the heart of it. It didn’t seem to matter to me if the day was sunny
and mild, or cloudy and wet, I still wanted to walk up the hill, venture into
the woods if time allowed, and always
visit the poppies.
