Yesterday we woke up very early and we went to one of my favorite places: As Fragas do Eume. I couldn't visit them as much as I would like last fall so I was already looking forward to enjoying these woods this year.
It was a humid morning, with intermittent rains, in which the autumn cold was beginning to be felt in Galician lands at last!
Although it is the arch of a bridge, I always imagine that this construction is a door. A door to a parallel reality of fairy tales, magic and fantasy.
I always try to find a strong foreground and in this case those roots and rocks were the perfect one. A foreground full of different textures and dotted with thousands of leaves of endless colors that guide our sight towards the gates/arch.
I love this place!
