If you know me, you will have heard me whine before about how far the sea is, how there is even a dearth of lakes, that it all is just not like in L. Well, on the Pentecost weekend, I accidentally discovered a lake, some 50km (30 minutes) away from my place. Won't tell you exactly where but I will show you what it looks like:
The path that is leading to the secret lake:
the local flora:
and fauna (in the form of a great crested grebe):
and the lake itself:
PS: And of course (of course!) the title carries its soundtrack within.
I have some problems with landscape photography. Either the landscape is often boring here or it is just my inability to capture it well or you have the nicest view where you can impossibly stop to take a picture. This picture belongs into the third category - cheers to (occasional) speed limits ;-)
Sometimes you just know that a photo has poster qualities. Like me with this one, taken from the ferry to Dover (again). It's the perfective motive, the perfect mood and the perfect composition. That sounds unhumble? I know ;-)
...road. This is one of the steep, snowy paths we took in the Snowdonia national park in Northern Wales. I think I would like to go back there in summer or spring...