The meadows have faded and autumn is upon us. In the early hours of the morning on this day in October, the first hoarfrost covers the branches of the two trees braving the oncoming cold.
The temperatures are cool and the cloud cover is heavy over the landscape, but the first snow is still waiting. The animals and tourists are back down in the valley and it has become quiet on the alps and hiking trails.
It is precisely this silence that conveys this image. There is nothing to hear, except perhaps the cry of a bird, a crackle in the undergrowth, or a light breeze moving the treetops slightly back and forth. A silence that invites you to take things a little easier. To find a warm spot and sink into your own thoughts.
