Autumn along the Tormes
I likely got the hankering to see the living version from the "dry" painted forest we here in Salamanca, El Bosque de Olmos, in which Ibarrola and Salamanca art students worked with dead elms moved from around the city, stones, etc.
But I'm feeling no urgency about the trip to Ibarrola's forest today. I took a midafternoon walk along the river and noticed that the trees were doing a fine job on their own. Here's a short walk by the Tormes: