Dark and drear it looked, though there were patches of sunlight on its brown sides, and behind its shoulders the tips of snow-peaks gleamed. “Is that The Mountain?” asked Bilbo in a solemn voice, looking at it with round eyes. He had never seen a thing that looked so big before. “Of course not!” said Balin. “That is only the beginning of the Misty Mountains…”
Fall in the Alps can be so beautiful: slopes get colorful and peaks are covered with the first snows. Air becomes misty and in a glimpse you find yourself in a fairytale. Here a view of Val Quarazza, in the valley of Macugnaga (Piemonte, Italy).
Shot in November 2016.