UNDER THE HILL

Maybe you know it. You have a favorite place that reminds you of something. Some scene or image, but you absolutely can´t remember what. It´s missing something. And then, when you are in the given place and the conditions are right, it suddenly occurs to you and you say to yourself that you didn´t think of it before. That´s exactly how I felt with this place. It is a secluded corner by the pond not far from home. I have been coming here for many years and every time I looked at this scenery I had to stop for a moment. Only now I took my camera with me. On the way I got caught in a solid storm, so I got soaked to the bone. But whatever, when I was almost there, I continued on. And then it happened. The light of the setting sun shone into the departing storm. It clicked for me right away. A scene from The Hobbit under the Hill.