Like a fairy forest.

Yesterday me and my mum went to a small, beautiful beech forest nearby. Beech is not common in these parts of the country, so I always loved exploring it when I was a child. I spent most of my childhood outside, running around and playing in the forest that surrounds our farm. The beech forest was something different than what I was used to, the leaf-covered ground and the massive trunks, and the special atmosphere.

It’s great to go back there every now and then, but the forest has lost a bit of it’s mysteriousness after they cleared up the forest floor, removing the undergrowth and making it prettier and easier to walk through. But the atmosphere is still there, and on sunny days like yesterday it’s a very nice and peaceful place to be.
The autumn hasn’t started painting the beech properly yet despite the frost, so most of the leaves are still green. But the few yellow and brownish ones here and there adds colour and depth to the photographs, and they are a sign of which cascades of colours that are coming.

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“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
– Albert Camus

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