Summer Thunderstorm

This isn’t the first time I’ve tried to photograph lightning, and also isn’t the first time I wasn’t particularly successful… still, the results are better than the time I tried to shoot a passing thunderstorm from the beach in Cape Town, only to have my car battery die while trying to leave the parking lot… and then my dad had to come and tow my car, but the tow rope snapped in the pouring rain, and then he lost his car keys… The photos from that time, they really didn’t turn out well. At all. This is one subject matter…

After the storm

I always make a point of going to Foz do Lizandro after heavy weather because between the flooded river and the rough seas there’s always a treasure of abandoned things washed up on the beach. It never fails to amuse and enthrall me the things I find half buried in the rain-soaked sand… once I found a mango, perfect and un-bruised. I took it home and ate it. It was delicious. Another time I found a pumpkin… we had roast chicken with pumpkin that night, and soup for several days… I didn’t tell my husband where the pumpkin came from…

A (late) spring blog post…

As is typical of me I never seem to keep up with current trends and am either way ahead of my time or rocking the retro vibe (insert sarcasm here). So this is therefore my too-cool-for-school justification for my late homage to spring… heck, were practically in summer already, but late is fashionable, or so they say, so here it is! Spring has arrived in Ericeira.

A bit more Óbidos (from the archives)

So shortly after publishing my last post I went off in search of some of my other photos of Óbidos that I was quite sure had been published, if not here on the blog then possibly on the facebook page… but no, apparently not. So here they are, this is one of my favourite towns to spend the day and is a highlight of the various spots I take visiting friends to see, not in the least because there is a little bar at the top end of the town with an enormous tree-shaded terrace, a fantastic view and quite…

Óbidos and no chocolate for dogs

The town of Óbidos is about an hour or so drive north of Lisbon and is a gorgeous and well preserved slice of mediaeval Portugal, complete with stone castles and thick walls all the way around. They also have a chocolate festival once a year. We went for the chocolate, but unfortunately, dogs aren’t allowed at the festival, so no chocolate for us. Instead, we wandered the tiny cobblestone roads and imagined living in the walled city hundreds of years ago, in constant fear of an attack by the Spanish, or the Moors, or both… makes todays financial “crisis” pale…

Guincho

Guincho is a beach on the Cascais coastline, just a little bit south of the Cabo de Roca. Generally known as the windy beach this is the kite-boarders spot and on any given day the sky is usually packed with brightly coloured kites… like Cape Town’s Blouberg when the South Easter is kicking. Luckily for me and my camera there was virtually no wind this past weekend… I have some more night shots too, but they have a totally different look so will be posted a bit later in the week.