MEMORIES OF AUTUMN
To celebrate this season, I will not spend so many words for now ... I just want to give you stolen pictures from last year.
The triumph will be repeated in about twenty days, when the chestnut band will turn dark and the beech band will turn red, melting into gold ... here and there, the intense green of a few fir trees or the ocher of a sparse larch.
And I'll be back here talking about autumn.
