Bolkar Mountains

“A fine, fine snow is falling, / Drifting, whispering ‘Elif, Elif’,” says Karacaoğlan. In the lines of this minstrel, who roamed from camp to camp on the Taurus slopes, snow falls as burning as longing, as fine as love… So how does snow fall on the Bolkar Mountains, the highest massif of the Taurus facing Çukurova? Come, let us listen from there too…