Internet, that is.
Comes and goes.
Like the sand on the beach here.
Some days sand all the way up to the sea wall. Some days no sand at all. Only rocks.
It changes overnight. And back again over another night.
Our selected corner of the beach. It had sand yesterday. You can see where it came up to. Now the sand is in the middle distance; which just happens to be right outside our digs.
Local dinghy. Imaginative use of available materials.
Community fishing this evening.
I was offered the opportunity to participate but was stupidly conflicted. I don't eat wild caught fish and had been swimming around with a mask on yesterday excited as an excited thing about the wall of little fish streaming past; a murmuration of little silver darts.
Today they are flicking their lives out on the beach.
Offshore from here is one or more underwater volcanoes that burp from time to time. The beach rocks (and possibly the island's geology) and black sands are volcanic in origin. Red scoria piles dot building sites about the town. Earthquake and tsunami warning signs appear along the coast road - what to do in case of.
And photos of weatherboard cottages here in St Mark's parish:
Converted to a kiosk. |
End of life state |
Cute and lived in. |
Interesting about the rapidly alternating beach sediments. Does it happen just when the weather's been stormy and the seas rough, or maybe when there's spring tides, I wonder?
ReplyDeleteCheers, Gail.
Stormy it hasn't been and the tidal range is all of a foot or so this week. The locals have no explanation for it either. Coastal erosion (there was a devastating hurricane in 2004)has meant they've thrown down some huge piles of rock in places (to defend theseaward end of their main street for example)and I wonder if that has done something to how currents build or work,possibly also influenced by the surface wave direction.
DeleteI would not like to be responsible for little fish gasping on the beach, either.
ReplyDeleteThe cottages are so small and look picturesque, but I wonder how easy it is to live in one with more than one person.
With the developing fashion for tiny homes in some wealthy Western cultures, these folk might be ahead of the curve. In truth I suspect folk who live in many of the remaining occupied ones own two or 3 neighbouring ones and have built them into a larger family home.
Deletecute houses, i could live in one, in fact wish i had one for the back yard so i could live in it. poor fish. scary vocano burps and the signs are too. i like the looks of the beach with sand or with rocks
ReplyDeleteI could live in one too - one of the slightly bigger ones. Even the tiniest one is bigger than my boat was. Think smaller than Yam Aunty's van.
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