The path leading from the ferry pier to the main beach is covered with these tiny little daisies
Some daisies in various stages of growth
Found these morning glories opening their petal to the morning sun
Another one basking nonchalantly under the morning sun
Not only were they growing atop the broken down walls of abandoned house, they decorate the rear of the main beach right next to the ferry pier
I really like its color and the delicacy of its joined up petal with ribs which enable it to fold up upon sunset
a morning glory in the evening in the process of folding in
For some reason or other, they'd fold back their petals in the evening
I also found these really tiny flowers growing upon the sand on the beach
Their buds
Another type of really tiny flowers I found growing upon the beach
And also this giant cactus like plant with its thorny blades
Some lantanas in the morning sun. How happy they look !
Everywhere I went, I found these creepers
It's so nice to be ambling under the shelter of this naturally formed arbor over the path
The path is often carpeted by fallen leaves
Someone must have cleaned the path
From time to time, you got to avoid being tangled by these overhanging adventitious creepers
Some fallen flowers clinging precariously to a broken wall
Some fluffly flowers I found on the way
How soft and delicate are its hair !
I found a lot these tiny yellow flowers towering above the surrounding vegetation
Everywhere I went, I found these beautiful looking ferns
A break in the seaside path
Ah a giant spider. I remember having seen a similar one on Tung Lung Island too
I love to look at leaves under the sun: so full of life !
Some young papaya leaves
But sooner or later, all leaves must meet their common fate. A leaf turning all yellow and brown and yet how magnificent still
Another leaf all discolored and worm eaten
This one would not give up, despite the unrelenting nibbles of caterpillars struggling to keep themselves alive in the hope of eventually mating and reproducing. Does it have any choice?
I really like its color and the delicacy of its joined up petal with ribs which enable it to fold up upon sunset
a morning glory in the evening in the process of folding in
For some reason or other, they'd fold back their petals in the evening
I also found these really tiny flowers growing upon the sand on the beach
Their buds
Another type of really tiny flowers I found growing upon the beach
And also this giant cactus like plant with its thorny blades
Some lantanas in the morning sun. How happy they look !
Everywhere I went, I found these creepers
It's so nice to be ambling under the shelter of this naturally formed arbor over the path
The path is often carpeted by fallen leaves
Someone must have cleaned the path
From time to time, you got to avoid being tangled by these overhanging adventitious creepers
Some fallen flowers clinging precariously to a broken wall
Some fluffly flowers I found on the way
How soft and delicate are its hair !
I found a lot these tiny yellow flowers towering above the surrounding vegetation
Everywhere I went, I found these beautiful looking ferns
A break in the seaside path
Ah a giant spider. I remember having seen a similar one on Tung Lung Island too
I love to look at leaves under the sun: so full of life !
Some young papaya leaves
But sooner or later, all leaves must meet their common fate. A leaf turning all yellow and brown and yet how magnificent still
Another leaf all discolored and worm eaten
This one would not give up, despite the unrelenting nibbles of caterpillars struggling to keep themselves alive in the hope of eventually mating and reproducing. Does it have any choice?
This is probably the fate awaiting all of us: dried, crumpled, lying on the ground, returning to whence we came: the earth. Yet in the meantime, we must all learn to live, to the fullest, the best we can ! Time won't spare us ! We should not think that somehow we can be an exception. Emperors, kings, presidents, nobles, legislators, tycoons or just ordinary folks have gone that way before us. So shall we. All men are equal before Death, the great leveller. How precarious is life? And how precious !
They probably knew this
How cool the water ! How moving?
Anything better than sitting, lying down on one's back, enjoying the sun, the sea, the breeze and looking around?
Or whispering sweet nothingness?