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The sun set tonight in the clouds. Tomorrow will come the storm, and the evening, and the night; Then dawn, and its clarity of obstructed vapors.... Excerpt from "Soleils couchants", poem VI, Les Feuilles d'automne (1831), Victor Hugo

"Water, you have no taste, no color, no aroma, you cannot be defined, you are tasted, without knowing you. You are not necessary to life: you are life." Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The Vosges Mountains are a true paradise for nature lovers.

The Balearic Sea or Iberian Sea or Catalan Sea.

October is the month of colors. Autumn is a promise of renewal.

Between image and poetry, reflections charged with imagination undulate.

What one must seek and find is the serene sweetness of an unshakeable peace. (The Lamp of Wisdom, 1986, Alexandra David-Neel)

Notice the subtle nuances of hues, colors, contrasts and light around you, and the fog becomes more beautiful, more interesting, more poetic.

"The flower burns under the frost and its petals sparkle in the tangle of branches like crystal embroidery."

A foggy day in the Vosges in winter.

The delicate and ephemeral frost flowers.

Mushrooms on a tree trunk can be a sign of its weakening and are often a harbinger of its imminent death.