By Friday afternoon, a day with some sunshine and only a little drizzle here and there, the City of Fuengirola had finished piling up all the debris washed ashore from our previous week of storms. There was, of course, the typical trash, but the primary flotsam was bamboo stalks.
San Geraldo wondered where all the bamboo had come from. I said I thought it had all come from the sea. He said he thought I was a smart ass.
Throughout Friday, the pile of bamboo and other debris grew higher and higher right across the street. I wanted San Geraldo to climb on top for my photos. He thought about it and decided it was too dangerous. Sometimes he can be so mature.
FROM THE TERRACE FRIDAY MORNING.
FROM THE PASEO FRIDAY AFTERNOON.
DUDO AND MOOSE ENJOYING FRIDAY’S BIT OF SUNSHINE
ON THEIR TERRACE RETREAT.
It’s raining again, and it’s supposed to do so with a vengeance. Over these next few days, we’re expecting double the accumulation of the last round of storms. But despite the weather and the news from around the world, Fuengirola has built a mountain and I’m ‘gonna’ push my daydream up that mountain slope (it’s all in the song below).
“I don’t know how I’m gonna do it; only know I’m gonna try…”
I’ve been frustrated in recent weeks with the quality of my photos, from both my Canon compact digital camera and my Sony phone. I had been blaming poor light conditions — too much, too little — but have continued to try. I’ve been improving the results in Photoshop, sharpening focus, reducing what looked like shake, and improving colour. But I prefer to have better quality to start with.
In addition, I’ve begun to collect photos of Dudo and how he creatively positions his tail. He was lying on the bed in the den this morning in the heavenly glow coming through the vertical blinds. I snapped a couple of shots. But the heavenly glow made the photo really unclear.
But I thought, “That shouldn’t produce such a bad photo.” And then it hit me. All my photos had a very “misty” quality. “When was the last time I had cleaned the lens?” I wondered. The answer: Long before the most recent tempesta and vientos ciclónicos (click here).
The camera lenses on both my Canon and my phone had gotten covered in salty sea spray. As Homer Simpson would say, “D’oh!”
And speaking of “d’oh,” the other night, I wasn’t looking where I was going and I walked into the sharp branches of a low-hanging tree. I got a hard knock on the head and some scratches. I even took a selfie when I got home. The quality of the image seemed blurred to me. Maybe it was the knock on the head.
I’m sometimes slow, but I do eventually get there…
Check out Dudo before and after… (Click to enlarge.)