article_snippet: In the sunshine, the tiny village of San Cassiano looked pristine, with pretty wooden chalets stacked against mountain pastures which would have been snow-covered in winter but were now a vivid green.
article_snippet: The views were awesome and the air so pure I took in great gulps in the hope
article_snippet: Tucked up inside at Rosa Alpina, the rooms were wonderfully warm - all sweet-smelling pine and herringbone fabrics - but come dusk it was far too tempting to resist lighting the wood fire.
article_snippet: Perhaps it was the mountain air, but bedtime passed without a murmur from Romilly, who was spoilt with a beautifully made-up cot and goodie bag including baby slippers, towelling robe and a cuddly bear.
article_snippet: The peace was enough to move me to tears.
article_snippet: For my daughter to experience so little intrusive sound apart from cockerels, cowbells and church bells was bliss.