Dangerous flowers

Dangerous flowers

Dangerous flowers

Two summers ago I was walking in the French Alps with my brother, when a rather stunning swath of alpine wildflowers caught my eye. From the golden, spherical head of a globe flower to the soft, lavender hues of an alpine aster, the resplendence of the blossoms was so resounding that I soon forgot my peripherals entirely. And that, I can now tell you, is a dangerous thing.

With my left boot dropping awkwardly into an unfortunately placed marmot burrow, I was left to tumble several metres down the vegetated slope, soon grinding to a halt with mud in my ears and flowers in my hair.

Alpine wildflowers

Alpine wildflowers