It's hot. It's really really hot, and I have retired to a slot in the concrete that might once have been a built-in balcony planter. I have invited F to be guest contributor of our nature post because she went swimming this morning and on the way back chattered to me about fish.
I can't be bothered with chattering today, and I have never been all that interested in fish. There are some orange fish in a tank at the catfood store, I watch them in a disinterested sort of way while F is fetching bags of wood pellets for my bathroom. The caged birds on the other side of the shop are much more interesting but I have never been allowed to take any home with the industrial catfood I have to eat.
Why do you suppose fish and birds are in a catfood shop if I'm not allowed to eat them?
Anyway fish, the sea, any kind of water in fact....not my thing. And F is just going to have to talk at you because Mr B has the camera for taking pictures of things in water. The morning excursion to the beach opened with a yellow and black butterfly flitting across the rocks - alighting, moving on. Then it flew out over the water and disappeared from our view. We haven't got a photo of that either because she had left the phone at home. We have studied a Butterflies & Moths of Greece thing and come to some conclusion it was an Old World Swallowtail. We have borrowed an image that looks about right - black & pale yellow, big, and with the kind of patterns that make artists want to add one to paintings of a bowl of flowers. I told F that was her reward for scooping plastic out of the sea before she went swimming.
|Borrowed image (stockfreeimages.com)|
crystal water, sand in shades of aqua (Aunty-Sandra's favourite this year), turquoise, azure, cerulean, rocks tumbled, bottom becomes indistinct, F's darker shadow outlined by the shafting sunlight, midnight blue. Tiny fish are sparkles, shiny streamers, glittering confetti, silver, gunmetal, electric blue, flashing, gliding, mauve and grey-greens. They all have a place they belong, Pale pink jelly-fish.... whoops that made her swim backwards. There it is - glooping along.
Most people probably don't realize just how many fish are around them as they swim with their heads above water. F wears goggles and sticks her face in the water and just wanted to say this to you
credit to 'America'
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