Our land is everything to us

Excerpt of a book that is yet to be finished. I started this work out of love for the land where I grew up, more precisely its nature. This place is called Kaysersberg and is located in the eastern part of France.

This work is a meditation on the fragile, often overlooked relationship between humans and plants—a coexistence continually challenged by our lack of dignity and consideration towards it.

In a world where those in power show little care, nurturing the natural world becomes a quiet form of defiance. Planting a tree, scattering seeds—these simple acts take on the weight of resistance.

Kaysersberg, a small town in eastern France, stands as a testament to what is possible. Here, a shared commitment—from local officials to farmers and residents—has begun to restore the landscape. Reduced use of agrochemicals has allowed wildflowers to return, threading their way through vineyards. I’m proud to call this land home, where people and nature speak in quiet harmony.

Plant life holds an elegance we cannot replicate. Trees, in particular, seem to possess a quiet wisdom—a model of endurance and rooted calm in a shifting world. While we struggle and debate, they continue to grow, indifferent to the noise.

Might they be pointing us toward a different way of being?