A dying lion cut into rock, and a hush visitors keep without being told to.
Glacier garden
Usually visited together
More in Lucerne
Applause fading into the stillness of the lake outside.
Brass and folk tunes drifting across still water as the light over Pilatus turns from gold to grey.
Water so still even the rowers call it the lake of the gods.
Bare feet, lake, sand, and the Alps standing quietly across the water.
