Autumn has something special: colours that become quieter, light that falls softer, and small details that only become visible when you slow down.
Recently, I ventured into the woods with just one goal: to go completely low, closer to the ground, closer to what you usually walk past.
Among the moss, leaves, and damp wood, the small worlds of mushrooms appeared — fragile, hidden, yet full of character. Through my lens, they became as large as the forest itself.
It was a walk without haste, where I spent more time on my knees than on my feet. Sometimes that is enough to find a bit of magic.
Fancy having your own memories captured during a walk or at a special place that means something to you? Feel free to let me know.