In the tranquillity of the forest in winter, a veil of snow covers the ground, a gentle setting where time seems to stand still. The trees, slender sentinels, rise nobly, their black trunks contrasting with the white purity of winter. The shy sun slips its golden rays through the maze of branches, drawing delicate shadows and a path of light that invites contemplation.
It's a morning when every breath crystallises, when silence is a suspended melody, composed by the murmur of the branches under the weight of the snow. The air is still, but charged with a palpable magic, the magic of nature frozen in a moment of grace. In this cathedral of wood and frost, the dawn pours forth its gold, and the world gently awakens in a glow of serenity.
Grégoire has been practising photography for over 20 years. Introduced to photography by his father, he has learnt to capture the light at the most beautiful moments of the day. Attentive to the slightest change in the weather, he knows that THE photo can only be taken at.. Read more…