What is my favorite photo? The one I will take tomorrow. Imogen Cunningham, American photographer, 1883-1976

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.

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

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

All the fruit trees are adorned with fragile flowers that the feverish bees rush to pollinate...

The flowers in my garden love and court each other, accept their neighbors whom they naturalize; propagate in abundance, experiencing no discomfort, season after season.

In the scent of wild flowers, a call to escape, an invitation to escape, to embrace emotion.

A blue tit, wet after the downpour, landed on the branch of my tree to dry off!

"Tremble, I am the robin. See on my chest the red sign, and in my eye the fire of constant victories" Colette