and passed the barbed wire fences. The waters on the lake are clear, and the birds have learnt to live with the airplanes that take off over their heads with a terrifying roar. All around are the traces of rabbits.
Because of the reeds I had to sketch standing up, looking through the telescope. A tad uncomfortable. Anyway, I am rather satisfied with the outcome, especially with the cormorant, that graciously posed for me immobile.
|Little grebes and coots|
|Cormorant in nuptial livery|