The waves in second part of March were amazing. The air most days by the beaches was heavy with sea spray and the colour of the sea muddy green turquoise as it flashed breaking waves . And so so windy. I was on time for most things thanks to a tail wind from non stop storms! Cycling backI sometimes questioned my sanity as the wind never eased up.
There were more goslings or baby geese in Parc de la Ciutadella. More of them later! First those waves…
I found the missing photos! I thought late last June I didn’t get in the water much as it might have been too cold. It wasn’t too cold! I found the missing photos on another library hard drive.
I still hadn’t figured out the settings, hence the photos are grainy, plus there was a lot of sediment. I prefer not to use flash as I don’t want to harm their eyes or attract bigger fish I might pee my pants if they arrive. Just saying.
At least every week there was a new baby fish cloud to swim through. It was amazing how much they grew in a week!
The light when the sun hits ripples is like smoke on a ceiling or amazing abstract patterns
Every sea bream has its water column level. Salemas I rarely saw near the surface. Saddled sea breams and these guys white sea breams (I think. They could be striped sea breams) stayed mostly in the middle and upper parts but did go to the sea floor for snacks occasionally. It’s not deep where I snorkel. Perhaps 3-5 meters. Honestly I have no idea but it’s not deep. I do know I can’t dive far down. I did every now and then to collect drink cans or an abandoned shell and though I was going to run out of air! Even a little way down I noticed the pressure, yet I went for more daily or as often as I could.
It’s amazing the things you notice travelling outside your natural habitat. One thing that stood out for me on holiday earlier this year in California was the information signs.
Signs I’d seen a million times in photos and on TV in a pinch me moment I’m seeing in person. Universal information signs that need no words, but sometimes leave you guessing optical illusions or alternate different meanings. The for real am I here info signs? Or anywhere in the USA if you live outside of the USA. The psychology behind them. Knowing most people look down or only a little ahead walking. The grammar’s different too. I find the USA English uses a more formal language with signs than UK English making them seem at times a little old fashioned and proper.
One of my favourite signs that caught my eye were No Dumping signs next to road drains. I’m a sucker for animal designs so of course I noticed these. I think every town has a different design. I didn’t get all train spotting looking out for them. Just when I came across them.
While half of March’s moon cycle I was housebound on Covid-19 lockdown, I’m lucky enough to have a sea view of sunrises and moonrises. Just as the sun at sunrise is a ball of hot pink coming over the horizon, the moon rises in a ball of flaming orange as she takes over the night sky depending on her cycle.
While many of us are watching spring from our windows this year and celebrated the official first day of spring inside, nature doesn’t do dates. She does arrivals. Spring started saying hello at the end of February back when we were allowed out in freedom. While summer holds a place in my heart as my favourite season, spring is very close second by a fraction. Watching everything wake up after winter gives a warm feeling of longer warmer days ahead.
The sun come the end of winter has a warmth to it. The light’s bright, trees start getting dressed, people and animals start to hang out more in the sunshine thanks to the longer days. Finding a sunny sheltered spot out of the wind is heaven! Anyways, early spring photos at the zoo and running errands. Apologies if there’s too many or if you’ve seen here them before.
Cherry blossom’s always spring. This is all the blossom I saw this yearThe same for Jasmine one of my favourite flowers and scents. All the jasmine I saw this year Plane trees starting to get dressed while shedding seed pods. Continue reading “Early Spring”→