foroglio.
In autumn, I visited a small Swiss village called Foroglio where time seems to stand still as people retreat from the cold, and quietness takes over. The stones are worn, the water flows, and the landscape slowly reclaims its space.
In autumn, I visited a small Swiss village called Foroglio where time seems to stand still as people retreat from the cold, and quietness takes over. The stones are worn, the water flows, and the landscape slowly reclaims its space.