The other Side of the Hill

Today I was walking right instead of left at the end of a muddy path. A path I have been walking down dozens of times in the last years. I just never turned right, always to the left to get back to the car.

It was a good surprise on this grey day to discover that turning right offered a whole lot of new opportunities for walks on the other side of this hill.
Including a wonderful view and a bench that I will be back to (to be honest: I can't wait to sit down there, perhaps have a picnic, on a weatherwise nicer day).

I played with the image, it was just soo dark that any treatment would make it look better.

18:50; 9°C