Beyond the village, a path leads deep into the forest and into the timeless myths of fae woods and fairy rings.

As the sun sets in Autumn, a golden hour blooms across the gardens of the village.

With the winter night, the villagers depart and the solitude deepens as the snow falls.

Near the village, a small pond offers a fishing opportunity. It isn’t enough to sell at the market. However, the kids like to try their luck. Even in winter, when it’s frozen, fish can still be had.

The autumn frost shines on the winter harvest. Pumpkins wait patiently for eager shoppers.

As the seasons change, the snow covers the fields, slowing work in the village.

Fireflies light the night, creating an evening ritual. Their sparks mark the end of the work day for the village.

Fall colors at sunset light the village. The seasons change from summer to fall, then to wintery chill.

The farmers of the village partake of a simple fare: yams, leeks, carrots, and pumpkin.