FIELDS OF LAVENDER

Every summer, the fields of Brihuega dress in lavender, and the air fills with a fragrance that seems to suspend time. Under the Castilian sun, rows of violet stretch to the horizon, like a calm sea gently rocked by the breeze.

Walking among them is to enter a symphony of color, scent, and the hum of bees. In the light of dawn or dusk, the lavender transforms, its bluish hue becoming almost surreal.

Photographing this landscape is an act of contemplation—a search for balance between the vastness of the fields and the delicate beauty of each flower.