In mid-autumn, when the world seems to be going to hell, I went out to look at nature. I saw this reassuring, peaceful beauty.
 It seemed then that nothing mattered anymore except the contemplation of this purity.
 I looked at those warm tones, the sun low over the treetops, the roses that had bloomed again and today the primroses.
 This is why I went towards this autumnal and reassuring inspiration.
 Poetic and timeless, whispering in our ears: "it's going to be okay."