A little tip to clear your head for once. Last week I set the alarm clock to quarter past 5 and set off with thick, sleepy eyes, a thermos of coffee and a loaf of bread on the way to Meerfeld. With the backpack on my back and the camera around my neck, I now marched off to my favorite maar - the Meerfelder Maar. At the beginning it was still a bit gloomy and the combination with the rising mist even had something slightly mystical. Total silence - except for the refreshing splashing of the ducks was absolutely nothing to hear.
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