Reflections after the rain

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The overflowing lake is muddy brown, laden with offerings from the mountainside.

And the alpaca troughs are full of water, while the fields are squelchy underfoot.

Yet after the rain is strangely subdued, inviting experience of the familiar cast in molten greys.

And wonder at the cycle of life that ebbs and flows in a downpour, or two.

After all, this is Wales.

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