At my Fairytaletree I climbed the long trenches hanging down from up and let the tiny little birds once again carry me on their wings to "somewhere over the rainbow", I let the wasps hum me songs that melt my heart and I let the flowers intoxicate me with their rare, melancholic fragrance. It are fragile moments when I experience this because I know the 'fall' (out of fairytaleland) is hard.
When I arrived at the Nemaal I saw a girl walk down my mezah and sit down. At first I was irritated because I had so much looked forward to being alone with the sea again, but then thought that I felt she also wanted to be alone with the sea some and since I am there so much I just left her be and didn't bother her with my presence nearby. Instead - I walked the boardwalk northbound.
Later when I came back I saw 2 fishermen there but she was gone. So, I think I was right in guessing she needed to be in solitude with the sea...
Photos:
1- of a lemon tree down the street I live in
2- of a tree down the route to the Nemaal which I thought is beautiful
3- of sandcrabs that were abundantly around in that area and I was surprised about
4- of a dead fish (quite large for TA-Nemaal standards) those sandcrabs were eating from
5- of the spot at the end of the northern part of the boardwalk where fishermen were throwing their lines out just a few months ago and now all of a sudden a kind of beach has formed, with the water retreated away from the shore
6- of a dead fish that looked as if he had drowned in that sand
7- of the bridge that connects the Nemaal with the Reading area - it seems it was built in 1938 and is called after a British military person Wokof, Wocoff or something like that. The photo is out of the Israeli Electric Company archives
8- of a baby Mynah sitting on a pole in the sun
9- of his mom watching me sharply all the time I was near
10- of a Lapwing demanding I took a photo of him by sorta screaming out to me :D
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