Spent a restful afternoon outdoors at le Clot near Pont d'Espagne. Nico was rock-climbing with a friend. I spread out a picnic blanket at the foot of the crag and enjoyed my book amid Spring flowers and sunshine.
On our way back down, we briefly paused at Pont d'Espagne to marvel at the white water gushing down the waterfall from the Lac du Gaube. None of us have ever seen the waterfalls so swollen, nor so much melt water.
It was beautiful, but also slightly unnerving, to witness the full force of Mother Nature hurtling through the narrow canyons. 
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