Campillos: the Reflection of Its Eight Lagoons

The water reflection is mirrored in the green hills like a blanket of vibrant crystals. The sky was blue and round, resembling a blanket over the hills, leaving a trail of gray clouds here and there as shade. A gentle breeze made the landscape change constantly, adding and removing glare and colors, like a natural kaleidoscope of the earth. Between the mutation and the mirage, a singular image developed, a shadow of pinks relaxing on the surface of the water, a pale pinkish aura over the lagoon. In the distance, barely visible as we approached , we began to glimpse the magic of the dyes on water.