so ive returned from two weeks in the Mediterranean spent at a joyous field station on the island of Corsica. It was nice being in a secluded spot for these two weeks, waking up every day to fresh baguettes and jam, watching the sun creep over the hills as it shared its warmth and glory, whilst the steam rose from my coffee.
watching the young cormorants chasing schools of sardines through the crystal clear waters, occasionally surfacing with a tasty treat and before it was fully engulfed, doing another dive to chase some more, sometimes coming up empty, and when not feeling a sense of pride to the little bird for a successful hunt.
days spent snorkeling and lolling in the warm kisses of the suns rays, sleeping to the sound of waves lapping against the shore. a dive or two to the depths to say hello to some big groupers and interesting rock formations holding all sorts of algae and sponges and soft corals....bliss. i am not a happier individual than when i am surrounded by the ocean, weightless, reliant on a can to provide me with precious breath...
watching the young cormorants chasing schools of sardines through the crystal clear waters, occasionally surfacing with a tasty treat and before it was fully engulfed, doing another dive to chase some more, sometimes coming up empty, and when not feeling a sense of pride to the little bird for a successful hunt.
days spent snorkeling and lolling in the warm kisses of the suns rays, sleeping to the sound of waves lapping against the shore. a dive or two to the depths to say hello to some big groupers and interesting rock formations holding all sorts of algae and sponges and soft corals....bliss. i am not a happier individual than when i am surrounded by the ocean, weightless, reliant on a can to provide me with precious breath...
Where have you been, exactly?
I was in Bonifacio, in the South, the first time. Two years later, I visited the North: Centu, Ile Rousse, Calv and the in-betweens. Amazing places