Spring is well underway here on Portland. Birds are doing their dance of love, and making sweet music in more ways than one! Flowers are poking their heads out of the soil, slowly stretching towards the sun, and the leaves on the trees, almost extricating themselves from their buds ready to greet the year.
Down on the East Wears, Bumblebees are buzzing, awaiting the vibrant colours of the awakening flowers. The Butterflies soon to be free from the cells that kept them snug whilst they change into beautiful flying creatures.
The now unused quarries take on a much greener look as I walk within them. So much nature...alive and well.
Kingbarrow Gulley (Shown left) Light and airy, until the growing greenery will plunge it into shadows for yet another year.
It is a wonderful time of year on Portland. I sit on a rock in the middle of Kingbarrow Quarry. The only sounds I hear are nature in full form. The stillness of the scene only interrupted by the flash of some birds as they swoop towards their nests or playfully chase after each other. The ever searching flying insect buzzing around my ear hole. I am at peace with the world. I belong here!
The paths of Portland starting to dry out now from the winter rains and frosts. They take on a dusty air as walk. And soon, back above Underhill where the sounds of human living spoil the serene natural setting I found myself in only a few minutes ago. Cars driving up Fortuneswell, the Helicopter landing after saving some lives...a complete departure from Kingbarrow Quarry. But...I know, if ever I need an escape from the modern world, I can always re-visit Kingbarrow, and for a little while...Only nature and myself exists in the world. It is the best tonic for everyday life there is!
Thanks for listening! Andy
Andy, that's beautiful. We often take a walk around Tout Quarry or along the cliffs in the better weather and yes, we are at one with the world. The peace and quiet serenity of these areas is soul warming - no sounds of cars, just chattering birds and the occassional cricket to be heard - it all seems a world so far away. Thank you for sharing your thoughts x
ReplyDeleteThanks Sylv. I can get all misty eyed about Portland at the drop of a hat, and string a few decent lines together to portray the feeling. This day was a good day! Well, Tis' Spring after all! Andy
ReplyDeleteHi Andy, it sounds idyllic up in your quarry, down in Fortuneswell its not just human activity that disturbs the peace: far from musical chirpings accompanying dances of love or playful chases, our neighbourhood gulls are shrieking at each other over the ownership of chimney pots and generally being disorderly! In one horrid incident one thuggish bird dangled another one off the edge of a roof for an unpleasantly long time while the poor suspended one screamed. Really nasty stuff. Eventually the bully dropped the other one who slid down the roof but thankfully re emerged looking only a bit crumpled, we were worried that maybe its wing was broken but it seemed to recover. Apart from this instance we love to watch the gulls, its great fun to do a 'Johnnie Morris' and make up conversations for them!...but yes, all in all, a very long way from your tranquill spot!
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