Winter road

I’ve always loved this road from our grandma’s house down in the village to our vineyard on the hill. The sudden appearance of the tall trees on the edge of a forest always cheered me up. It wasn’t different also on this winter day, when it was snowing all the time. All the fresh snow was crunching underfoot…

The figure in front is my brother and the one on the horizon is my father – it was always difficult it was to catch up with him…

Photographed in January 2005