Nature Photos

Every now and then I like to pay a visit to this particular beech tree. It takes a long walk to reach it, as it lives on a remote and windy mountain ridge, far from its nearest siblings. This tree is there because it has survived the axe of man and braved the violence of many winter storms. This tree must be very old. Its trunk is four times the width of my embrace and the top half of it is missing: it has been probably destroyed by the caress of a lightning. I like to sit next to it and listen to the wind shaking its leaves, and look together at the stars turning on on a summer night.