The past few days have been gloomy in the extreme, with high clouds blocking out the sun, but no rain. I have had to water the garden while wrapped up in winter clothes - it felt quite strange, but the ground and particularly the potplants are bone dry due to the sandy, oily nature of the soil, which is unable to retain moisture. This weather makes me quite unmotivated for some reason and the sea has been flat and quite uninteresting - a reflection of my mood. What I am really complaining about is the lack of contrast in the light - without the sun, there is no drama to be found in the view from my deck!
I have been practising using a real camera, as opposed to just snapping away with the cellphone, and this has opened up a whole new arena of creativity, as I can now take super-macro and zoom shots without losing clarity. The cellphone retains the fantastic capability of taking scenic shots from a moving car, so I will never give that up! The lack of sun has subdued the colours of the flowers, yet they still retain a fascination in their multitudinous variety.
The first baby double-collared sunbird of Spring was hopping unconcernedly in the hibiscus, cheekily chirping at Mango and Biggles who were under the tree and staring transfixed, their hunting instinct on the alert. Father sunbird, his normally brilliantly iridescent finery subdued under the cloud cover, shouted angrily from a dead twig, hoping to detract from his offspring, and eventually the two tiny birds swooped away over the hedge to safety.
The sun, as always, has graced us with its presence as it sinks into the sea, leaving us with a pink afterglow to compensate for the grey day.
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