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

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

A foggy day in the Vosges in winter.

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.

We should do like sunflowers. Focus only on what really matters. (SilviaSplash, Twitter)

The forest flows easily into the stillness of time!

There was a tree at the end of the branch. A tree worthy of life. Worthy of luck. Worthy of heart. Heart engraved, pierced, transpierced. A tree that no one ever saw.