At the end of summer, by dint of having bathed in a pristine sky, foliage dark forests are distinguished only by their trunk. Some forms show quite diverse and varied as they lie on the ground. He opened all our imagination by their shape, color, position. This posed as a backbone of a giant Jurassic its iridescent spines. Dug into the heart by the parasite vernacular, he git in equilibrium between two phases, pre-déluvien and contemporary. This one femur as silver, giant ... Can be a Cyclops in his leg amputated after a struggle with our "laminak" stubborn, sharp and Optus. The other recently torn from its mother earth is already devoured by the invading ivy ... Profile monster no less mythological or gateway to the world of underground ... To fill a hole, make another bat Zulo ixteko, best Irek

Between land and sea

a fall season full of moisture deposits its vegetation, all subjects of the green felt dress and deliciously sweet, attentive reader, you decline necessarily more ... Another indicator, includes bark, stem, undergrowth, sublime it all wet, you are of course, moss, moss dress is "pisas" (small stones) aligned, caulking vertical garden, landscape defies most trends, there it was elegantly developed in quilting plump macaroons, further, vegetable or mineral form, it crawls along a railing, plant species rather curious, carpet rods infinitely tight, without flowers or roots, sifting every nook shaded pools green, it is a fantasy of dark, damp undergrowth, grass pure AOC, welcoming city council meeting taking mushrooms in the fall, the maroon beret on his head screwed on, motionless as Senators, good-natured, but capricious, luxuriously installed on carpeting very classy but always fresh ... the dead in the cemetery, the live table Hilak LURPA, biziak mahaira

The eleventh month of the year opens the dark days, dark nights of dedicated and morbid. Mother Nature into the big sleep, storms, clouds of water constantly batter, the deluge. The morning dew deposited thin film metallized literally grasslands. The light breaks reflections on Boccage unlikely. A tiny miracle transfiguring all mirrored surfaces lacustre.En fine droplets, they glisten on the green grass. Kinds of earrings for little girls of the past. Autumn can not simply at the end of the summer. It descends from the mountains gradually gaining the highest huts, then finally plateaus and valleys. It flows from the mountains as a orange-brown glaze covering the forests and grasslands. The colors and seasons competing with them. Trees are bare, others glow of warm colors and some of them are still green dress of the summer. The evening glows golden like the colors of the earth ascended to heaven. Simply magical ...

Always those wonderful lights diagonal spaces describe much broken. Ocher yellow polygons are opposed to soft green. Clear indications of agricultural work surface doline, scratch scar denote mowing the last hour. In the evening just emerging, the rays of light are cut on the pull relief. Sweet serenity in the pristine blue. While the silhouette of Pottocks on the heights arid leveled by sea entries, we remind the good memories of our dear country. The caress of a veil of light is faint in the hollow of a valley mysterious. About the long days are short Hitz luzeak egiten dust egun laburrak