Last Friday the world transformed into a white fairytale after I left Liege. Driving through the High Fens was not a punishment (normally this highway is boring). Near Nancy the snow was gone and it was exciting if there would be snow in the Vosges.
As soon as I left the highway, the forest was covered by a thick layer of snow and it was magical arriving at the house under these circumstances.
When I stepped outside the next morning to photograph this setting, a sign 'Attention Chasse en cours' was placed a few metres in front of my house and a lot of hunters + dogs were very busy finding/tracing wild animals. I was forced to stay near the house until the 'çhasse' was finished.
By that time the sun had climbed over the hill and the first snow started melting.
I was impressed by the atmosphere of the path/road to my house and installed my tripod on it, normally I do not see anybody for days. Exactly at the moment I pressed the shutter button, I heard a noise (actually 'bonjour') and a jogger ran into my picture.
Jibt dir dit Leben mal een Buff, denn weene keene Träne. Lach Dir'n Ast und setz Dir druff und baumle mit de Beene.