Autumn taiga

As if in a fairy tale, a dense and impassable taiga. And behind this wall of the forest, the Hamar-Daban ridge could be guessed. Perhaps this was the moment when I did not want to make my way through the windfall and climb to its peaks, especially since it was cold and lonely there. I wanted to stay here at the warm foot, enjoy a quiet conversation with the trees, immerse myself in some special forest comfort and serenity.