Up the mountain, on a sunny day. Overlooking parts of the world, it´s beauty and greatness. We see impressive but far away mountains, and cities that lie in the world beneath us. When slowly a cloud moves in. It sets itself around the top of the mountain leaving us in cold mist, as if to tell and teach us to look below and not afar. It shows the beauty of the small world around our feet, slowly walking up the hill. The old tree, the falling apart cottage of a family, that might or might not have lived here. And as the fog becomes thicker it is taking us to an even closer and more narrow look around ourselves and we notice the grass as it gently bows to the wind. Now finally we found the core of what the Mountain has to tell us. The generosity of life and our love that we celebrated at the Monte Generoso on that late summer day.