Monthly Memories : February 2016

I have wonderful February family memories. February is my personal Aquarian month, memory month for my boy, born on 6th February. Often rainy and windy in Cyprus, it was a good month to go home, celebrate with the birthday boy and suffer some cold before the long hot summer starts in the Middle East.

But Cyprus was beautiful, a glorious spring Cyprus, almond blossom covering the hillsides, white clouds of fragile flowers everywhere. Winter skies and moody sunsets, sun-filled days, too short and sweet.

Another day, another flight, back to the city in the sand. Work days fill the week, waking on the 35th floor to white-out conditions as the Dubai fog swirls over the city, creating surreal views of skyscrapers towering above the mist. Weekdays consist of traffic, work and traffic. Work days and nights are quiet ones.

I take any chances that arise on my precious weekends. This time, a visit to the East coast of the UAE, with the Emirates Natural history group. A weekend of immersion in the history and nature of this region. Shell collecting with a group of keen enthusiasts, then visiting one of the region’s wetland sites, ending up with a wadi drive through Madha to Chees, an Omani enclave in the Eastern region. February is the month to head outside and explore this region, the summer heat is coming. I relish all the opportunities for fresh air before the long drawn out summer in air conditioning.

Another weekend, another flight, another place, this time, Kalptiya, Sri Lanka. Within easy reach of Dubai, it’s my place to go to relax, feet in the sand, a boat trip exploring the furthest reaches of the offshore archipelago. A beautiful country, far too quickly it was time to board the return flight.

Ah yes, the diet, slow progress, perhaps I must spend a quiet month to achieve faster progress… hmmm.

 

Participating in Monthly Memories, created and hosted by Basant She

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4 comments on “Monthly Memories : February 2016

    • Thanks, Laura. As usual, I’m trying to make the most of it all, it may all suddenly stop abruptly one day, it’s a tenuous existence in this region and to go home.. well, that’s where my heart is …it’s always so good to go home.

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