From here, the landscape shifts. The horizon is no longer rocky or mountainous, rather a mirror in which the sky is reflected. Below us, the Arcos reservoir lays, breathing life into these lands. Yet today our gaze is cast beyond this, at its savage core: the Backwater.
There, where water and land blurs into one, life is awakened. Reeds and bulrushes sketch out changing riverbanks, providing a home to herons, cormorants and ospreys that plough through the surface like shadows. At daybreak, this corner beats to nature’s rhythm.
But water is not merely a home, it is a memory. It safeguards the echoes of the untamed Guadalete Riv-er, ancient banks and willow trees lean towards its reflection..
Here, wind brings the whimper of a secret world that must endeavour to protect. Breathe, observe… and commit this moment to memory, like water guards the sky and join me, as the next belvedere comes with an unbelievable story.