Happy (almost) Easter!
The clocks have been moved forward, the light lingers longer, the hint of spring is in the air. And the rustic natural beauty of the villages is at its peak.

The first cautious weeds

The river Svratka, newly defrosted

Wood harvester’s

Unripe berries

Walk carefully; there are no sidewalks past this point

A mysterious cellar

Creeping ivy

A small creek

Unnatural contrast

Freshly logged wood

Reflections

[…] knoll overlooking a Tesco very pretty, and I get it. For me though, a city girl who found myself living in a village, it represents the best of both worlds: A sea of green where I can choose either to stay in silence […]
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