at the banks of this lake. Because

“When things are really dismal, you can laugh, or you can cave in completely.”
Margaret Atwood

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I went exploring yesterday in a new area which was dismal. Still brown and grey and no colours anway. But the overgrown path looked as if it wanted to suck me into a tunnel.

The only thing that hinted at the end of winter were the little white blooms on the blackthorns, the earliest bloomers in the woods.




Yet there was something in the air that promised more colours to come (see the hint of blue in the sky?).
The Cosmic Photo Challenge: Out in Nature
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I discovered a small nature reserve near the next town, idyllically wedged between an autobahn intersection and a recycling yard. Only declared as a nature reserve in 1980 it was orginally a lake excavated for gravel. Apparently, it’s a sanctuary for a variety of local birds, even a few not so common ones.
I say apparently because I couldn’t judge for by myself. There is one place from which it can be glimpsed, through an overgrown fence. The local allotments, fenced and only accessible for plot holders, offer an unobstructed view – or so the town’s PR site tells me. Hrmphf.