It is one of nature's best spectacles here in the
Vysocina region: the changing of seasons, when autumn hues transform the
hilly landscape into a pallette of warm colours. To me, it is the most
beautiful and saddest part of the year. For now we know that summer is
definitey over, leaves are transforming into yellow and rusty red tones and
soon begin falling. It's getting colder and dark sooner, winter comes knocking
on the door. Preparations are made for the coldest time of the year, which
tends to be long and harsh: firewood is stored, cellars closed, livestock
fattened before slaughter, and the mood is sombre. Another year is coming to an end and people are not looking forward to long, dark, cold nights for the next 6 months.
So thus, when a day like yesterday occurs, when the hills
and valleys shine in clear sunlight for possibly the last time before the nightly
frosts start, there is not really an option but to go and shoot it. There are
only a few days a year like this here, and they are worth the wait.
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