I might have said it somewhere before: I inherited the fascination for orchids from my late dad who was a professor for biology. Someday, when I was already about fifteen, he took me on an excursion to a meadow near his university. It was a real small meadow but we found half a dozen species up there. I was hunting high and low for new ones when I came across my first viper, one of these:
Vipera Berus in the Lienz Dolomites
It wouldn't stop me of course.
Later, on Monte Albo on Sardinia I found the perfect spot my dad would have loved. A high plateau covered with meadows on which every other step another kind of orchid would blossom. Somehow I feel I need to dedicate this album to him, wherever he is now.
Looking from Punta Cupetti across the orchid meadows of Monte Albo