As I am about to head off for two months in Italy, I visited my nearest home nature spots to refresh my mind and memory.
First a walk to the long beach, often wild, today deceptively gentle and brilliantly blue.
Only one other person is here, a mere speck a long way up the beach; fishing, I assume.
I doubt I will see such an empty beach in Italy.
Next, to the river, where a small group of pelicans have been checking out the low tide mudflats. Two take off, but the rest stay.
And what a treat to see my special solo seagull there as well; did he come to say ‘Arrivederci?’
He looks very small next to his big-beaked Big Bird mates. I missed him at the beach…
And at my actual home, my about-to-be-abandoned garden has exploded with prolific and beautiful farewell flowers on the various Schlumbergera truncata succulents. I had feared I’d miss them, and was about to ask my house minders to send me photos.
The next posts will be from Italy; I will be staying in the Emilia-Romagna region, although in the hills above the flood-ravaged area.
It does feel rather like going to visit the Northern Rivers after the Lismore etc. floods, but Nature’s payback has no concern for my travel timetable.