During the night I listened to the rain hitting the windows. In the morning, I could hear the bells dinging as the sheep along the hillside moved about outside my window, as well as an occasional "Baaa!" Ah...Osturňa. I'm not likely to have an experience like this again any time soon.
|Osturňa sheep grazing in the fields|
|Osturňa's lush green land|
Photos by Lisa A. Alzo
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