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
Chlohemian: Adventures Abroad 
[…] 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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