
Even though Cyprus is at the other end of the Mediterranean to Spain, siesta time is siesta time. We stood in front of locked doors. The pubs and cafés and restaurants had closed until about four in the afternoon.


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Straight out the door and towards the sea.

Turn to the north and the choice is yours: walk next to the water line or on top of the beach or take the proper path next to sunbeds.

After not meeting anybody for at least one kilometre we tried a bit more inland and ended up on a small country road with no shadow anywhere.

Found some relief on a path flanked by olive trees.

which led us back towards the hotel following the tire tracks between the bales of hay and the beach.

At the north end of Cyprus there is an almost pristine lagoon, called the Blue Lagoon. It has the clearest water I’ve ever seen. It’s stunningly beautiful. During the summer season it is filled with little boats and about five larger ships filled with day trippers.

We were also part of the crowd creating the hubbub in an area that for the rest of the year sees maybe a few quiet fishing boats,

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Original – a rather hazy view of a stretch of the Akamas coast, the peninsula on the northwestern end of Cyprus.

Heightened contrast. I darkened the photo and upped the contrast.

Stark black & white. Monochrome with a stark contrast.

Colour intensifyer. The water turned gold instead of silver.
One-to-three Photo Challenge in September
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One of the little plants I found near the beach in Cyprus, heliotropium indicum. So called because the flowers were believed to turn towards the sun (i.e. heliotropium), why indicum (i.e. Indian) I don’t know.
For FOWC and Floral Friday