A sunny day in the wet season...
A sunny day in the tropical wet season must rank with a hoare frosted autumnal day in the English countryside or a storm brewing over a desert mountain as weather phenomena that can make the mundane beautiful.
For me the view is of Golden Triangle, Burma and Laos, but in this light I'll wager you could find beauty in a rubbish dump, an oil refinery or a carpenter's workshop (to prove the point the butterfly photo below was taken in the carpenter's yard next to our rubbish storage area - I couldn't find an oil refinery).
The effect is especially strong now in the early wet season when the whole ecosystem appears to be waking up, hatching, budding and welcoming back summer visitors as the dry and cool seasons fade to memory.
Today was one such day at Anantara, a day when the signs tell us wet season has arrived - the lychees are late but ripening the Little Egrets are gone North but today I saw both our Blue Winged Pittas have returned safely from their winter trip to China - one of them was carrying nesting material in his beak. The air is thick with yellow butterflies, who, when not flapping, blizzard like, around your head gather in their hundreds and thousands on any drying puddle that may have had a high salt or mineral content...
...the skies seem somehow larger and dwarf even the elephants...
...and the smallest of our friends, unaware yet of the changing of seasons on this, their first or second run through, just know that the world has somehow become more fun!
For me the view is of Golden Triangle, Burma and Laos, but in this light I'll wager you could find beauty in a rubbish dump, an oil refinery or a carpenter's workshop (to prove the point the butterfly photo below was taken in the carpenter's yard next to our rubbish storage area - I couldn't find an oil refinery).
The effect is especially strong now in the early wet season when the whole ecosystem appears to be waking up, hatching, budding and welcoming back summer visitors as the dry and cool seasons fade to memory.
Today was one such day at Anantara, a day when the signs tell us wet season has arrived - the lychees are late but ripening the Little Egrets are gone North but today I saw both our Blue Winged Pittas have returned safely from their winter trip to China - one of them was carrying nesting material in his beak. The air is thick with yellow butterflies, who, when not flapping, blizzard like, around your head gather in their hundreds and thousands on any drying puddle that may have had a high salt or mineral content...
...the skies seem somehow larger and dwarf even the elephants...
...and the smallest of our friends, unaware yet of the changing of seasons on this, their first or second run through, just know that the world has somehow become more fun!
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