The Hues


To love beauty is to see light.

Victor Hugo.

A walk in the woods, a hike and wander on the mountain ranges and alpine pastures, descending into the larch forest, where a few beech saplings grew here and there, and the eyes opened from within made me see the reality of nature, one day. It was all natural and it required me a change of heart and mind opened as the world.

Fall came and the woodlands exploded with colours, leaves like blazing flames gave life to the forest whereas it should have reduced it to the silent wintry last breath before the plunge into hibernation. Mother Nature draws and paints with firecolours. The giver and taker of life is fire.

Everything was fire that day. I climbed and hiked in the mountains to seek another photography lesson in light and truth and in light and truth was I rewarded…