{"id":6725,"date":"2024-10-20T07:13:20","date_gmt":"2024-10-20T06:13:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.photorama.be\/wordpress\/?p=6725"},"modified":"2024-10-20T07:13:22","modified_gmt":"2024-10-20T06:13:22","slug":"echos-dautomne","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.photorama.be\/wordpress\/echos-dautomne\/","title":{"rendered":"\u00c9chos d’Automne"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

\u00c0 l’aube des jours frais, lorsque la brume danse entre les arbres et que l’automne teinte la for\u00eat de ses couleurs dor\u00e9es, un cri profond r\u00e9sonne au c\u0153ur des bois. C\u2019est le brame du cerf, ce chant ancestral qui marque la saison des amours et la domination de ces majestueux seigneurs des for\u00eats.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dans la fra\u00eecheur du matin ou au cr\u00e9puscule, ce chant sauvage traverse les bois, attirant les biches et affirmant la domination des plus forts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Durant cette p\u00e9riode, la for\u00eat semble prendre vie d’une mani\u00e8re particuli\u00e8re.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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