Sunlit Scroll at Stone Spring Slope

Distant peaks stretch like blue silk, where snow-capped summits pierce the horizon as frosted embroidery needles. Down the slope, wild rapeseed spills molten gold, while a long slide winds through the grass like a satin ribbon. Lambs graze leisurely—their downy fleece brushing grass tips into quivering murmurs—until warm wind tumbles into my collar, laden with sweetness. Suddenly, clouds settle on my pulse, drifting light as dandelion fluff. #summervacay#thingstodo #familytravel #myitinerary #travel