February 2021

It’s that time of month again when I look at the same month last year and choose 20 photos for my Calendar. Meet February, the month when spring comes to town.

The only time I ventured out of my municipality, the air by the Orbetello lagoon was full of smoke. Italians like to burn stuff so much. Still, there was one particularly nice flyer just where I left him the last time. More than one could also be observed from our garden.

If you ask last year, spring will be unlocked in exactly two weeks. The three fruit trees, which are always the first, came abloom around February 20th. I don’t count mimosa (as Leya taught me, it is actually acacia), since its yellow blossoms can often be seen as early as in January.

There was some water, some confetti, a cake base, a snail and bestia, and that was about it. Luckily February is short because we are ready for the things to come.

In current news, another gold medal for Slovenia in mixed team ski jumping with lots of disqualified jumpers in other teams: Norway, Japan, Germany, Austria… Most likely Slovenia would have won in any case because they slay but it was a pain to watch what some others were willing to do to gain some ground.

Plus, Luka and Mavs won beautifully again against Atlanta Hawks even though the referees did all they could to help them lose. Ah well. Sometimes honour and skills do win out.

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  The only time I reached the Orbetello lagoon all month last year, smoke from a (controlled) fire was everywhere.

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  A lagoon abstract.

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  Thank you for posing.

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  I can always count on these. Taken from our garden.

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  Spotted from the garden too. This fellow was not collaborative. It was so far and wouldn’t look. A buzzard? A harrier? The zoom on my new old camera is not as good.

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  Mood.

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  It required St. Valentine’s cake.

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  February 20th 2021. This tree is always the first. Plus the train bound for Rome.

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  Close up. Not sure, almond?

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  Tree no. 2.

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  Tree no. 3.

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  Confetti in the playground.

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  Acacia dealbata, the silver wattle, blue wattle or mimosa.
  

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  A snail, bigger than those that climb up in groups in the summer in the hope to run from the heat.

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  What did bestia find?

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  Remains of the swamp. In the past, malaria reigned here. Maremma was a bitter land, “amara terra mia”.

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  These days it looks pretty serene.

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  This is how it goes.

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  Slowly but surely.

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  Spring is unlocked and unleashed.

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Previous months of 2021:

• January

February in previous years:

• 2016
• 2017
• 2018
• 2019
• 2020

This day in my blogging history

• 2015: New York is like Yugoslav National Army. Plenty of people you have never met. —Tomaž Šalamun (translated by MM)

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  2016: Niki’s hearts for good luck

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  2019: Thursday Doors from Ljubljana Center

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