Autumn Love!

Winter makes headlines. Autumn writes postcards. 

Autumn wastes no time in St. Moritz. It turns the larches gold, sharpens the outlines of the mountains and is often gone before it ever feels familiar. Mornings bring a chill to the air, the sun still lingers on the terraces at midday, and by evening it suddenly smells of winter. These are the weeks for climbing a mountain, walking around a lake or simply lingering over coffee and watching the light move across the landscape.

Art and culture come into their own, with time for an exhibition, a film, an old house and the stories it holds. In between: a long lunch, a warm pool and an afternoon with no plans. This is the Silent Season. Not empty, but full of space: for good food, time outdoors, proper rest and thoughts that usually have to wait.