falling leaves

Fall time

Sunday morning

Walking through the woods

Thousands of trees dressed in thousands different nuances… from pale green to dark red, from yellow to brown.

I’m enjoying the pleasure to walk off trails through the nature with just a few mountain bikers swiftly running by from time to time, frequently stopping to catch a beautiful light on the fable grass, on the heavy mud or evanescent through the trees, storing precious moments in the deep of my heart. And than… no longer human beings around, not a single noise, just a wonderful dance of falling leaves playing a music I never heard before!

In that very moment time stopped, there was no longer a place to go… I was.