It all started on a foggy morning. I was walking across my field, the ground was still covered with frost.
And suddenly I saw them.
The piles were round, lumpy, frozen in the ice. They lay there as if they were waiting for something.
They seemed almost alive…
For a moment I had the feeling that I had entered another world.
I stopped.
The earth, the cold, the silence… everything around seemed frozen next to these strange figures.
I took out my phone and took a photo – just by reflex, without understanding why.
Not to prove anything. Just because it was weird. Because I’ve never seen anything like that in my fields before.
Then, as I got closer, reality returned to me.
I forgot about them. These cabbages.
Last winter I didn’t manage to harvest all of them. Some remained in the ground, curled up under the snow.
But this year the winter was mild: the frosts did not come immediately. They are softened, swelled, deformed.
And the first real frost in February froze everything in ice. The result is a graveyard of cabbage frozen in ice.
Grotesque figures, almost human.
Today I look at them as a strange work of nature.
Inside is only rot. Return to the earth. Fertilizer coming soon.
But that sight that morning will always remain in my memory.
Because before I knew what it was, I had a doubt.
A tremor.
And for a few seconds… I thought I woke something up.
