So I hopped on the train Saturday morning and hied myself to Nyon. My idea was not an original one.
Lots of people were browsing among the open-air stalls featuring specialties like nougat,
sausages from the Valais
and chanterelles, the golden mushrooms that are my favorites.
Beach apparel for the approaching summer holidays fluttered in the breeze,
while some people checked out footwear.
Well, hello! Where did you come from?
These two lovelies were basking in the sun in the middle of town as advertisements for their owner's blacksmithing skills. There is an anvil in the foreground here.
There was more - for another day's post.
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