Daniel Paravisini
Et après, le silence ...
Autumn is just beginning. The cool breeze makes the leaves dance. Soon the trees will be bare, showing their branches.
I like to look at the trees. They all tell a story. I am fascinated by the form that some have acquired, shaped by time and sometimes by man. What I also appreciate is the bewitching silence of the forest. Some birds try to make themselves noticed. Who will make the most beautiful melody ?
At nightfall, a hoarse sound breaks the silence. The deer roars. A fascinating sight ...
France, September 2022
Et après, le silence ...
Autumn is just beginning. The cool breeze makes the leaves dance. Soon the trees will be bare, showing their branches.
I like to look at the trees. They all tell a story. I am fascinated by the form that some have acquired, shaped by time and sometimes by man. What I also appreciate is the bewitching silence of the forest. Some birds try to make themselves noticed. Who will make the most beautiful melody ?
At nightfall, a hoarse sound breaks the silence. The deer roars. A fascinating sight ...
France, September 2022