We live in confusing times. I woke up fairly early (I think around 7:30) to another sunny day; but decided to stay in bed for a while, listening to the radio - forgetting that nowadays, that just means war news and speculations repeated over and over again, and not much else. My brain obviously almost immediately decided it had had enough of that depressing stuff, and when I did not turn off the radio, the brain turned itself off and went back to sleep.
Next time I woke up, it was 10:30. And I was still tired. (I dare not guess how I'll cope with daylight saving time in a couple of weeks...).
Having had breakfast around 11, it felt a bit too soon to
have lunch at 12, or even 13. So I decided to go out for a walk before
the next meal, rather than after. My camera persuaded me to go somewhere
"different" for a change, and suggested the little lake where there
used to be a bird sanctuary, including some rare birds. A few years ago, they had to move the rare birds, though,
as they were putting down pipes for long-distance heating through the
lake.
Signs say that they intend to restore the sanctuary and bring in some new rarer birds. But for now, there is mostly the usual common mallards to be seen there - and sometimes bigger migrating birds landing there for a break - like geese or swans; and gulls in the summer.
Today, there were more mallards than I could count, plus among them, one (1) swan, making me think of H.C. Andersen's story The ugly duckling. (If you don't know it, it's about a swan hatched and growing up among ducklings, and feeling different).
"He is too big," they all said.
I think they were all a bit disappointed with me because I hadn't brought them any food.
Somewhat to my surprise, there was still a thin layer of ice covering a large part of the lake.
Alas, as nice as the walk around that lake is, getting there and back involves walking along streets/roads with heavy traffic - which is one reason why I don't go there more often.
On my way back, I choose the "steep shortcut", a wooden walk-bridge over the railway. It makes the way shorter, but especially the first time in spring it's also a "fitness test" (phew):
43 steps up, and 46 down on the other side.