With rose coloured glasses...

So with daylight still shining down on the sleepy little town I made a detour past what used to be known as the lake. It's now more of a grass lands in the centre of the towns most expenisve real estate.... wonder how those prices are doing now with their 'mud veiws'...

 Again, it was another scene that didn't match the memory in my mind, amazing how things change, grow and evolve, yet your memory of it stays the same, no matter how many years pass by.

There was an amazing amount of sunlight, for a place that I remember being very dark and cold. Ironic, the long row of boat sheds, lined up with no boats, the yacht club with no water now turned in to a restaurant called Sails, a water side cafe, with no water... a few moments of reflection... only without a reflection in the water...