Awaiting Spring

Today I walked along the Rocket Road, than down and along the rocks back to Sandy Bay. It was a cold and wet morning. The 1st of September in South Africa marks the beginning of spring.

Flowers are there but it did not feel like spring yet.

Nature put together an garden arrangement and a seed is moist and ready to germinate.

The bay is cold behind a filigree of dry grass.

But there is life growing through the dead wood.

Life is holding on.......

dancing with the winter storms.

Monsters are hiding in the bushes.

Hard rocks are cracked and lying like an empty shell.

Some plant is teasing spring with pollen.

Some plants just seem to grow for fun like fractals.

Every season growing a row of juicy little breasts.

The stone woman is coming out of the sand and bathing in the first sun.

I feel like I have been here before, 10 000 years ago.

I love this bay where the sweet spring water meets the endless sea. Where the waves make love to the rocks and the flowers greet the first sun in spring.