Blue Echo (Morocco, Atlas)

In the Moroccan High Atlas , the mountains rise in successive layers, hued with deep blues and mineral grays . At their feet, a tiny Berber village rests as if suspended between heaven and earth, bathed in twilight light. The contrast between the aridity of the plains and the majesty of the snow-capped peaks evokes an almost unreal scene, as if taken from a motionless dream.

As evening falls, each ridge fades into a colorful mist , and the reliefs become watercolors. That day, the light enveloped everything— mountains, rocks, dust, and silence —in a subtle and powerful blue echo , erasing the boundaries of time. Here, nothing repeats itself, everything transforms: the wind paints, the light sculpts, and the landscape becomes a living fresco.