You may remember last fortnight I had a mild flirtation with the trees here in the Algarve. I enjoyed it so much that I thought I might get a little closer to the ground this week. Across northern Europe, Spring is beginning to bloom. Here it is already well established. Shall we dance?
Life may have its limits for us humans right now, but nature doesn’t seem to have noticed. Colourful blooms burst forth with exuberance, and we can only try and replicate the joy of their dance. Remember Terry Wogan’s terrible Floral Dance? He was never without a smile.
Bees buzz and twirl in partnership with the wild flowers that carpet the land. Yellow seems to predominate in amongst the luxuriant green, with here and there a spike of deep lilac or a smudge of blue. The dance can lead us up to the hills or out towards the sea, dipping to stroke and admire, filling our senses. The white broom shivers seductively in the hint of breeze, its days already numbered.
Filled with the serenity the sea can always bring me, I turn my steps inland. Here the cistus are flirting with the hills, dancing in wild abandon.
Much water has flowed down these hills this winter, and the gurgle of a stream we sometimes cross has become a clamouring torrent.
Time to turn our steps for home, but the dance is not yet done. Almost on my doorstep, the blooms still court my attention.
The softness of an Algarve Spring is all around me. A world full of softness and abundance. I hope that Ann-Christine approves.
Walks proliferate this week. I noted in my Reader this morning that there are a couple of others and I’ll include them next time. Please try and visit each other. I’ll be back in two weeks. Join me next time on Jo’s Monday walk.
A volcanic lagoon seems like a great destination to me. Thanks, Graham!
Fancy a bit of a climb? Carol will make it worth the effort, and fill you full of wonder :
Marsha and Vince are enjoying territory new to them :
Drake is a man who loves an adventure in the snow :
While Lady Lee simply loves snow!
Did you ever see such icicles? Wrap up warm, Rupali!
I think it’s warming up a little where Yvette is!
The stuff of my dreams, with Gilda :
Scaling the heights with Sheetal was ‘supercalifragilisticexpialidocious’. Truly!
Much easier but less thrilling, unless you play with the Bunsen Burner, a low level walk with Denzil :
English villages are easy on the eye. There’s usually a pub and a church. Join Shazza in Lancashire :
And it’s always easier reading a book than walking, but Mel likes to do both :
Love a stroll in a city by the water, just looking at life? So do I, and so does my friend Cady :
Twelve years ago I spent a special birthday on Madeira. Lovely memories rekindled for me by Becky :
That’s all for now. Feel free to join me any time with a walk of your own. Take good care, and have a happy March!