There is a distinct aura of mystery surrounding this quiet scene, with its end-of-season colours. The rickety shack, the soundless beehives, the yellowish shrub... having just stumbled upon them, hidden among the bare trees, simultaneously welcoming and somewhat intimidating in their rustic decay, you feel a definite atmosphere of expectation in the air -- as if the landscape had been waiting for something for a long time. As if it had been waiting for you.
Very tranquil photography. So romantic.