The Winds of Winter

Sometimes all you get is a tiny window of time in which the light hits a scene and transforms it into something magical. On this blustery day in Torrenieri, southern Tuscany, the winds of winter had cast a dark shadow over the famous field with the cypress grove. However, as the sun set to the west below the edge of the storm, the brown earth was briefly illuminated in golden tones, providing a contrast with the malevolent sky; a fleeting dream of spring in the Val d’Orcia.