The days are getting shorter, and the countryside is fading with the sun. Smoke fills
the chimneys, the windows fog up - winter will soon be tucking nature into its frosty
bed. From nests to burrows, animals curl up in a cozy embrace. It's at this time of year
that the undergrowth reveals its most enchanting secrets. The first snow makes the
skin of the mushrooms glisten. The anemones and rosebuds shiver in a thick night
fog that only the sound of hooting can cut through. The carpet of leaves cracks under
the small strides of passerines in search of insects and seeds. In this land of nature
painters, every moment of life becomes a rural sketch, as pure and sublime as it is
ephemeral, like an intimate poem.