On one of the slopes where I usually drove my beasts was a sheltered nook overgrown with cobalt-blue gentians and bright-red saxifrage. In all the world this was my favorite spot.
Zelaietako batean, sarritan neure animaliak eramaten nituen batean, bazen haizetik babesturiko zoko bat gentziana urdin-urdinez eta har-landare gorriz betea, niretzat munduko lekurik maitagarriena zena.