Photographer's Note

Lac du Merle located in the Sidobre (Tarn) is a place that I like , I like to stroll through all time, in any season . It is never the same . Covered with mist, it becomes mysterious, incites reverie and makes the soul poet , he reminded me of that wonderful poem by Victor Hugo :

When the moon appears in the mist of the plains,
When the shadow moved seems to find his voice,
When evening filled with thrills and breath
The pale shadows of the woods,

When the beef comes with its bell sound ,
Like the old poet , overwhelmed, sad and beautiful ,
Whose thought the bottom of the shade still tinkles
Before the door of the tomb ;

If you want, we will roam the valleys ,
We walk in the grass not silent,
And we will look at the starry vaults.
It is in the field you see the sky.

We walk through the green countryside ;
Will look , crying that vanishes
Our souls down here by the open misfortune
On flowers that open at night!

We speak softly infinite things .
Everything is great , everything is sweet, though all is dark .
We open our hearts to the dark harmonies
Falling from the deep blue.

This is the time when the sun shines , where women radiate .
Wave your beauty and light dazzle my eyes.
Dreamers, we mêlerons disorder of our souls
In the serenity of heaven.

The quiet and dark night is a prayer
All the rumors of the night and the day ;
We , all the torments of this bitter life
We will only love!

           When the moon appears in the Mist Plains poem by Victor Hugo (1802-1885)

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