There they were, six green bins. A colourful, vivid green but still somehow lifeless in the gloom of the miserable weather. Behind those bins is a vast lake with still, blue water. I wonder to myself how dirty the bins must be inside and if ever the rubbish gets collected. I also catch a glimpse of a boat out in the distance, it's white surface reflects the sun right into my face. Behind the lake lay grasslands as green as can be. However this dull sight does not catch my eye for long and I carry on with my walk.