Romantic, peaceful, glorious, impressive or exuberant, the sunsets are never alike in Saint Apollinaire, but each evening their magic adorns the great lake at your feet and the mountains that surround it with an extraordinary palette of colors.
Sit where you are, under a tree, in a meadow, on a rock, in the pure and calm evening air, and let yourself be overwhelmed by the beauty.
It is first the lake that catches fire to the west, with a conflagration of lights which slowly soften as the sun goes down. When the lake goes out, it is then the mountain which ignites with yellow, orange, red, under the last rays going up the slopes, Finally, as soon as the last summit goes out, it is the blues, grays, mauves, reds, pinks that drown the sky and the mountains in the light of twilight.
