The display of nature

After the big snowfall of some days ago, yesterday fog appeared on fields, illuminated by a warm sun. Sky was like a frosted glass, and all nature seems still.

Watching this pic I remember a story by Dino Buzzati, my favorite writer:

"Naturally I also wonder if one day a hump will arise in some garden that concerns me, perhaps a second or third order hump, just a ripple in the lawn that during the day, when the sun beats down from above, I won't be able to see. However, one person in the world, at least one, will stumble over it. It may be that, due to my damned character, I will die alone like a dog at the end of an old and deserted corridor. Yet that evening a person will stumble over the hump that grew in the garden and will also stumble the following night and every time they will think, forgive my hope, with a hint of regret they will think of a certain man called Dino Buzzati." (Dino Buzzati - The humps in the garden).