As we glide over the surface of the water, the trees that surround the canals play tricks on us and their colors get carried away from time to time. From time to time they disappear. And even closer to winter when the sky is as gray as it can be, its reflection blows dozens of blues on the waves of the marsh.

"The reflection of the autumn sky on the water of the Garenne canal (Marais Poitevin)."