Who can resist going out early evening a hour or so before the sun sets. We certainly can’t and last Sunday neither could anyone else. The seafront in Olhão da Restauração was busy with families, couples and dogs promenading as well as many enjoying a drink or two outside the bars and cafes by the market. For the reasons I shared a couple of months ago about publishing photographs in Portugal I didn’t take any shots of the people on the front. I did though capture the three guys having fun with their model yachts.
They were not the only people active in the marina, there were men mending nets, fisherman arriving, fishermen leaving and a larger than normal water taxi.
There were cormorants hunting their supper in the small harbour for fisherman and the yacht club. Although we noticed they didn’t eat much of the fish they caught, and even the gull who eventually (& I really mean eventually!) got hold of one of their discarded fish decided it wasn’t actually worth eating after a couple of bites. Not sure what was wrong with it, pollution perhaps?
We stopped for a while on the ferry pier watching boats come and go and the sun go down. It was though the dogs that caught my eye. They looked so happy.
Eventually it was time to return for our supper (not bream!) but before we did we stopped to watch the sun set. Strange isn’t it . . . . we know it is the earth spinning on our axis which gives us night and day but we still describe it as the sun setting. I wonder why? Cultural, historical, because that what it looks like (frame of reference) or is it just too strange for our minds to think of ourselves moving.
This is my latest entry for Jo’s Monday Walks challenge. Thinking she might like this one – boats of all shapes and sizes, reflections and the sun!