When the hope of fine weather dissolves

"À m'asseoir sur un banc, cinq minutes, avec toi, Regarder le soleil qui s'en va..."

Renaud

A great start to the day at 7am... but by 8am, the clouds had already won the battle. But the special charm of the ambient grey and the pink peach blossom and the waterscapes of Camargue were still special...

 ...the lakes in the wetlands became smooth grey flats and the young and adult greater flamingos their weird decorations!