From the ice they are freed, the stream and brook,
By the Spring's enlivening, lovely look;
The valley's green with joys of hope;
The Winter old and weak ascends.
Back to the rugged mountain slope...
(easter walk; J. W. Goethe)
Not really freed from ice, in shadowy patches there is still some left and tonight the temperature may drop to -8 C, but we did have our easter walk. Walking in the sun, wearing a warm coat, was really nice - wish it were a little bit warmer. Found one lonely heron standing near a round temporary pond in a meadow. This pond is sometimes filled with water and sometimes not, depends on the rain during summer. But it always hosts lots of frogs each and every year. Sadly the smartphone camera is not good enough to catch a better glimps on the bird.
Afterwards we watched some deers too. They strolled out of the wilderness behind.
This is a look at the black moor, which surrounds our rural village. Good to watch the nature - at least there are always lots of birds of prey to be seen but the brown wintery colours are still depressing.