We are getting these Winter days at the moment where the temperature drops to 5 degrees Celsius at night, but hovers between 16-20 degrees during the day with not a cloud in sight. While this is spelling doom for my poor garden (hand watering in June, unheard of!) it is making for some gorgeous sunny Winter days. I took a little stroll yesterday around what is unremarkably called ‘Big Swamp’ in the heart of our city. To me it is more than a ‘swamp’, it is a gorgeous playground for all sorts of wildlife. There are plenty of beautiful birds hopping around the mangroves and swamp grasses. Amongst the greens and browns bright colours pop.The birds are in constant competition for these privileged spots on what I imagine was once some sort of jetty. Now the perfect spot for sunning birds. The scent of wattle fills the air. Getting ready to dive for fish. Hiding out amongst the grasses. Leafless branches are the only real sign of the winter season.
This is an interesting challenge over at The Daily Post: ‘When was the last time you were really, truly jealous of someone’. I guess I am jealous of people, on some level, all the time. But I don’t think it is ever an all consuming jealousy that turns my skin a pale shade of green…
Then I started looking through my photos. And I realised something. I am jealous of MYSELF, the younger me, the girl who could flit off on a holiday or move across the country at the drop of a hat. Nostalgia is a funny thing, I look back on those golden days as though they were unflawed, somehow all the tears and dramas have evaporated to leave only good memories.
Of course this is a myth, constructed by my mind. But I am grateful for it. Because I know that in ten years, I’ll look back on 2013 and be envious of the person I was then.
So these are some green themed photos of my travels, tinged with nostalgia.
Today’s (yesterday’s) challenge corresponds to that most holy day, Mother’s Day. A day for children to give back to their wonderful mother’s and say all those thank-you’s that don’t get said throughout the year.
So the challenge was to post a picture that says Mothering, and I don’t think I have seen anything more beautifully mothering, (and fathering), than these black swan’s and their tiny cygnet’s that I found last spring. They were such beautiful, enchanting, protective birds, letting me get close enough to take photo’s but no closer.